arms were quick to block, but he felt his power dropping like a stone, cut in half and his stomach lurched in panic. blast seared flesh, too slow to dodge but he could handle a but of arm pain. champa peered from out behind his arms, up at mezcal and daiten. that quirk thing was pretty damn useful wasn’t it? she could still fight, but what about him? with that arm damaged they both stood a chance ( atleast champa hoped ).
he couldn’t stay far away like this. the advantage was clear if mezcal had enough space to create kj blasts to attack him with. slowly but surely his power was already recuperating, eyes focused on watching the two of them fight, since she was the only one who could at the moment.
but there was a reason shimura came to another universes aide. even with the damage he recieved, the power gap was pretty big and champa was worried that if he wasnt quick, he would simply just destroy her.
the moment he felt his power come back enough he rushed back at full speed, right when mezcal knocked her away, a blast of energy forming into his paw. champa rushed him from the front, fists reeled back before slamming against the top of mezcals head, but they needed a distraction.
rabid fire of energy shot or of his palms, but they were only good at minor injuries and picking up dust from his ruined planet. eyes darted to find daiten.
“go hide somewhere or something until theres an opening to bring him back! i can keep him distracted until your energy is replenished!”
mist rises to destroy dangerous energies before it could harm her / her ki wavering, cut off and unable to attack in retaliation in any other way than allowing muscle to rot, bringing forth more destructive wisps of blood that reaches forth to destroy his next attack and to prevent him from coming closer.
few blows are exchanged, each caught punch pushing her back and each punch of her own spreading rot through his limbs. he snarls, the taste of iron at the back of his throat.
she needed to know how that power of his worked. mezcal seemed to grin at the damage she’d done to herself with her own quirk, taking credit for the blood that dripped ——- intended for it to kill ; attempt only lasted so long, as he appears behind her all too quickly, hitting his elbow against the back of her neck and knocking her unconscious, lasting long enough for her to be thrown to the remains of champas planet into a crater that catches her fall.
her head aches. as she stumbles to her feet daiten attempts to pull up a barrier, and even doing so ——- a blast finds its way through it, through her knee / it collapses under her weight, forcing her to kneel and to bite back a cry of pain / feels her ki begin to return, her eyes too blurry to direct the mist towards mezcal, destruction spreading from her hands and through the ground instead in hopes that he’d stepped on the ground.
mezcal kicked daiten away, hissing at the pain that came from even being in contact with the girl / energy formed in his paw, but ——- he registered the other destroyer lunging at him to attack too late, a punch to the top of his head saving the girl as the ki blast disappeared as he reeled back.
he easily bats away one or two of champas attacks, putting up a barrier that’s quickly destroyed by daiten as she stands just to retreat / a large ki blast forms in mezcals paw, anger at the forefront of his expression as he watches smaller blasts to be consumed by the stronger energy.
