@Rumble Man said:
@Arik:
Fowler was dizzy after the sudden impact jolted his head sideways, but he can feel foreign blood on his mouth as with sensations of something crumpling against adamantium dentures. There was ringing in his head as his teeth vibrate, but his ruse worked and now the opponent's methods of offense has been slightly reduced. For a second there his head bobbed back and forth, but now he is only feeling the after effects as he is glad to have those augmentations installed a long time ago. That right hand was something, had he not installed those dentures his mouth would fragment a while ago
"Funny, that is the second time somebody asked me that in battle"
Now a left hand uppercut follows from the opponent as the right hand was recently damaged. An uppercut seemed awkward at the moment when the lad is facing someone who is over 15' tall, Fowler decides to catch the punch with the left palm. Firstly he tucked his chin to his front shoulder, to minimize damage should the kid decides to pull off any energy stuff. The bioborg keeps his left elbow tight to his body as he rotated slightly to the right. Fowler opens his palm towards the ground thus allowing the punch to land on his palm.
His movements happens simultaneously. After his fist made contact with Fowler's hand, the bioborg then decides to fo for a straight right as the easiest counter. Rotating slightly, the bioborg uncoils and fires his right in an explosive motion. His wrists pumps enable his fist to function as a jackahammer, as his right straight makes contact to the chin he activates the jackhammer. The aim is to pass the kinetic energy is through the jaw and into the head. The transfer of motion applied to the skull, where a concussion may occur.
An explosion of red lightning and black smoke was the only answer he had to having his head caved in. With his initial strike being blocked he didn't have the speed to react to the precision of the Bioborg, the attack he blocked earlier appeared to have been sheer luck. Though that luck was sufficiently panned out now it seemed.
Fowler dealt him a blow that would have killed lesser opponents on the spot, the sheer force of it sent Kyle through the floor and several feet into the rocky ground below. Yet, the angel would not let the fight end there as his most protected form had decided to take the floor, the demon. It was a form that he didn't use very often because of the chaotic mind that took over but the choice had been made for him, Ghosting didn't want to admit it but his human body had tried to go up against someone that was far too strong and now the strongest of the three brothers had to step up and come to bat.
From his grave of rock he emerged like an evil Djinn he exploded to the sky in a shower of red energy and darkness. The smoke clung to him like a bad omen and he stood grinning like a chesire cat about a story up from the platform. His wild, black hair fanned out with the breeze and he crossed his arms. The damage his human body had took was already more than recovered, Ghosting was ready to continue where Kyle could not.
"Sorry not to have asked an original question, we'll try something different I think."
With that he instantly hit the platform with both feet and caused the damaged construction to shatter into a thousand pieces with the single straight-legged stomp. This body was several times faster, even more than his Archangel body, and he intended to use that to defeat the construction and boost the ratings that allowed him to stay in the solitary world.
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