Lobos:
Celion stood in the precise center of the arena, motionless as a statue. The machine was as he was, abyssal black frame with exotic alien curves. The rendition of the human Reaper standing out in bone white against his armor, the hellish crimson of his optics shut away behind shutters over his optic ports. Points of azure light shone softly against his armor, creating a strangely dark rainbow effect against his plates. His stance was one of focus, of meditation.
The mechanoid was armed. Heavily. In his right hand was clutched the hilt of a whip, its metal coils lying in a spiral around him. His left held a a short, wide bored gun, lines of energy glowing faintly along its length. Large shoulder pauldrons hummed quietly, and a medium, compact cannon pointed the heavens over his left shoulder.
"Come get some." The words were broadcast quietly, but one could hear the undertone of anticipation. The desire to loose himself to the power of the fight. The wish to remove all constraints and simply battle.
The will...to kill.
Sharingan_User:
Everywhere Daniel travels he's accompanied by his older brother and the Magician named Jacob; their not around because he asked them to stay away from the Arena. "This is personal." he said as he made his way towards the Arena. Seeing the aged dome which has grime growing from the cracks of the ceiling from his point of view is quite high and no one could get hurt because no one's in there. Crouching down, Daniel springs upward so he could become air bourne and overlook the Arena. Unbuttoning his plaid shirt to show his white shirt underneath, Daniel descends into the hole of the ceiling and lands onto the Arena's floor only to see Celion.
The metal piece of junk that he fought months ago. Standing slowly after landing, his plaid shirt blew with the wind that whistled pass his body, fluttering his open shirt and brown lion mane-like hair. "Let's get this started!" he said from the back of his throat, giving him the raspy tone.
Lobos:
Two dozen of points of fire ignited on Celion's head, every single optic the machine possessed. Sensors went active, the power of the machine's power plants thrummed to life as his frame started shifting. His systems confirmed his foe's identity, his tactical planning subroutines accessing the incomplete predictive profile that he had begun. Shields flickered into focus as they came to full power before fading from sight.
He was ready.
Cannon panned smoothly on its mount to directly target Daniel before firing, magnetic coils hurtling a large grenade at super-ballistic speed for his foe's feet. The contact-triggered grenade had a blast radius of 5 meters, filling that space with a bubble of incandescent plasma.
Celion didn't pause. The snubby rifle in his left hand screamed before shooting bolts of plasma downrange, the semi-automatic fire directed on predictive choice lines estimating where Daniel would evade to. The incomplete algorithm did not ensure a hit, but it did allow the machine to make it hazardous to evade without thinking.
Simultaneously, the whip in his right hand ignited, burning plasma roiling down its coils, lifting the twenty foot length from the ground to writhe and twist in the air. Subtle shifts of the machine's wrist articulation kept the weapon clear of himself, weaving it slowly around his frame in readiness for the man to close.
Sharingan_User:
DanieltheFast first saw the optics of Celion become activated then saw Celion's frame shift as it came to life; Daniel shifted also. Crouching at his knees a few inches from his standing point and holding his arms out as if there was an earthquake and he's keeping his balance, bent at the elbows slightly. Daniel squinted his green eyes at the shield that the robot had shown before and made that a target. "That shield isn't breakable, but, there has to be somewhere I can hit to effect it."?
Daniel set his mind on what he was aiming for. After deciding what he was going to do, he saw a large grenade being shot towards his feet. Immediately Daniel evaded that several cartwheels because he didn't know the range on that explosion. The explosion occured and Daniel is going to use his wind to deflect the next object back to Celion.
"I got it!" Daniel's shirt fluttered as he scrambled away from the plasma blasts.?
Daniel dashes towards Celion as he zig-zagged around the blasts "I'm coming to get cha.." he said as he kept in the back of his mind that Celion had a whip for his close ranged offense. Landing within a meter away from the robot, the wind user uses a wind attack which he believes that he won't effect him with; he'll use it anyways.?
Spinning slowly he gradually picks up speed as he rotates, gathering wind chi in the process. Since Kisa, his ex-girlfriend, gave him the power to use fire he does at this time. Releasing flames from within, the tornado turned into a flame tornado. "FLAAAME...TORNADOOOOO!!" he yells as he shifted his hips the opposite direction which sends the tornado directly at him and in a fast rate of motion.
Lobos:
Maintaining Raiga Cannon fire through the approach, Celion's predictive programming refined with each movement, his shots beginning to miss by gradually lesser margins. Occassionally he put bolts right where Daniel had been a split instant before, but these were so far anomalies in his algorithm.
Still, it wasn't hard to guess the overall goal. Directly into the teeth of his weapons. Very well, he would oblige.
Celion devoted a fraction of his processing power to trigger the powering up of his translocation array. It would be a few moments before it was charged enough to use, but in the interim he had plenty of power to counter.
Rapid acceleration combined with rotation of target. Wind currents altering to match. Momentum not enough to cause significant damage.?The instant dialogue of his sensors against his AI was clinical. His defensive tactical choices altered when the fire was introduced, his offensive did not.
The energy layer of his shields took the fury of the spinning flames even as the machine surged towards Daniel, his whip flickering around his frame to scythe a multiple axis attack at the boy. Even as he absorbed the energy of the fires, snuffing them out and bolstering his own power, his whip sailed past his foe and arced around, stabbing directly in towards him while the arcing ring sliced inwards from his left. The waves in the coils of the whips made any movement to the left, above or below, extremely hazardous, as navigating actively burning plasma and a sharp admantium coil was tricky.
However, the machine also made his attack a double. Small missiles roared free of his shoulder pauldrons' silos, arcing back and away on their boosters, before counter-grav drives kicked in. Six missiles held their position to see which way Daniel would dodge before streaking in on homing trajectories, the power blast wave warheads set to proximity for detonation. And set to attack one at a time in a row.
Sharingan_User:
Once Daniel sent the massive tornado in Celion's direction at blazing speeds, leaving behind trails of flames, he became horizontal; idle in mid-air. Flipping backward, Daniel lands his palms onto the floor beneath and swung his legs in a crescent moon shape, sending twin, sharp currents of wind from each foot that was swung in that direction. Completing his flip, his green eyes feasted upon the fact that Celion is coming forth to attack; manually. He went saw the whip ever since he entered the Arena so he knew that he would have to face it sooner or later, in this case sooner.?
Daniel was trained that if you evade an attack at the last second it's a better chance you can counter-attack on your opponent, so, that's what he's doing. With each flip, somersault, cartwheel Daniel did to avoid contact with the whip, he sent several wind blasts from his mouth, the swing of his arms and legs. These currents is at speeds up to three-hundred and sixty mph.
Once Celion shot missiles from his shoulders Daniel immediately crouched, evading the last whip attack, and did one large backflip. Separating the distance between him and Celion five meters. "These....*huff* missiles....*huff*" catching his breath, he stands upright and says "are heat seekers..."?
Daniel then keeps a good eye on the missiles and Celion.
Lobos:
Celion's shield took the punishment of wind strikes and broke them, albeit at the cost of three plates. The gaps rotated away from his foe, randomly placed in the assembly as they faded away, and Celion fired his plasma boosters towards Daniel, rocketing away from the man to gain distance.
The machine, however, stopped his missiles before they hurtled towards Daniel. His translocation system powered up, he had a better use for them.
The thrums, hums, and hisses of his weapons died as Celion leeched the power from them, flooding his system before shunting the armaments back to nano-storage, bolstering his power even more. He drew his shields in close, overlapping their scales...
And the missiles turned around and launched for him, detonating early to let the blast waves roil into that field of energy. Alarms screamed, plates shattered under the storm and were replaced. But Celion's overall power levels had risen drastically, the fury of the blast warheads absorbed and redistributed.
Wherein Celion triggered his translocator. "Crystal Armor."
Blinding light blazed from his shield projectors, lightning arced and spat from his frame as portals rent open, his advanced power armor pulled from his depot. The exotic, glass like plates latched onto his frame, powering to life and syncing their feeds with his systems.
As the light died, Omega Celion Hunter deployed his now armored Wyrm Wing Systems, hovering modules that now held the appearance of black gems. His own appearance was fiercesome, that of smoky glass and gems filled with fire. But what caught the eye and stopped the heart was the glittering forms of hundreds, thousands of mirrored plates of energy, hovering around him like a great dome. Shield plates one and all, they were at once a virtually impregnable armor...and a devastating weapon.
The hovering plates projected by the advanced shield generators of the Crystal Armor began to shift, many settling into an intricate representation of Celion's form around him, but yet more spreading across the open space of the arena, seemingly no pattern or intentional placement to their alignment. So strange and majestic was the dance that most would miss a key to the grand strategy.
That of the long, menacing cannons that his arms had become. The obscenely powerful Aurora Laser Projectors, they were the weapon that used the shield plates now spread about the Arena as mirrors, splitting and reflecting the beams.
Celion triggered his projectors, and two beams struck splitting gem formations, each sending dozens of smaller beams scything in every direction. They began to rotate, the high power of the beams carving lines into everything they touched: floors, walls, stands, ceilings.
Sharingan_User:
DanieltheFast's eyes were multitasking at the time because he didn't know which one would come first, Celion or his missiles. "I broke the shields. That's your weakness." Cracking his knuckles with a challenging smirk on his face, he says "You can't take a punch can ya?" The next the he knew it, he saw Celion moving back to get range. He saw and heard the missiles die out next. Daniel's arms swung down to his sides and he was in astonishment once seeing this because he didn't know what's going to happen next but he knew to keep an eye on it.
Once he heard the loud screaming alarm, Daniel slammed his hands on his ears and closed his eyes tightly as he tried to keep the noise from bursting his eardrums. Subsequently, the noise died out and Daniel took his hands off his ears, opened his eyes and his mouth dropped. The green optics of Daniel's eyes shrunk but his eyes grew as he saw the robot transform right before his eyes. The portals of it opened and which looked as if he was regaining his armor, Daniel makes that a target. Fire filled gems and smoky glass is a part of his very appearance then the glitter-like, mirror plates of energy was suspended from touching it's body.?
"This thing is serious... I'll have to test this strength out for a few until I raise my chi-levels."
Watching it's finishing touches and the shifting of his Crystal Armor, Daniel crouches and begins to stretch his muscles out, loosening himself, getting his blood going and breathing sharp and small breaths. Daniel doesn't have any portals or machine guns or built in armor so getting ready isn't that hard to do. Concentrating on the chi which is on his main arteries, Daniel powers up and releases chi from his pores with an extremely loud yell. "AAAHH!!!" Open plaid shirt waving rapidly and his brown hair dances with the wind that temporarily enters until it goes back down the normal way. "Ready!"
Lobos:
Celion's armor synced fully with his systems, the resulting flow of power doubling his output. His lasers beams burned far more brightly, shield plates intercepting the powered beams and splitting them in half, each half hitting a splitter gem assembly. Four gems gave off 16 beams each, the grand total of 64 beams lancing out in every direction.
They were beginning to burn holes into the walls and ceilings when other plates intercepted the lines, redirecting them like a vast mirror array to reflect the lines around the room. The intricate weaving of the deadly focused light was quite distracting...so much so that it might be difficult to notice how the beams were being redirected to cover the space to the edges of the Arena around Daniel...or that plates were moving into position within that area.
All at once plates slid into position, and 64 high energy lasers were suddenly spearing towards Daniel and the area around him. 6 beams actually targeted the boy, while 20 maintained a three foot spacing, hemming him into a six foot box. Another 18 kept another foot spacing, covering half of the gaps of the first layer, while 19 more beams maintained a six inch spacing to cover 90% of the gaps in the grand laser box.
The last beam was poised to be redirected to strike the gap, simply waiting for Dan to take the opening to redirect into the center of the hole in his laser death trap.
Sharingan_User:
DanieltheFast took note onto the plates that surrounded the Arena and understood immediately. "This is a robot, robots shoots beams, beams reflect off of the plates and those were the plates that I broke with my wind. They aren't that strong.." Looking up, his eyes bounced from one plate to the other quicker than normal because this could spell out disaster. As he tried to locate each plate, Celion began to shoot beams and split those beams in half so they could bounce off of the mirrors of the plates that's encircled the Arena. Daniel started to hear the eerie scream of the beams and looked to the Arena walls, he became evident to the strength that these beams hold, but everything has a weakness.
Being unable to move at the time, Daniel shoots concentrated blasts of wind towards several plates that surrounded the inside of the Arena, hoping to break them. Six beams were then shot towards Daniel so he goes to evade them and other beams scratched his arm then his leg and his neck also, leaving him bleeding from those streaks of light. Landing, he winced in pain, but that isn't going to stop him from shooting more blasts at the shielded plates. "Turbo crashing!" he exclaimed as he vanished by pushing wind chi from the heels of his feet and appearing to each plate and punching them with brute force; it's only so many time that he could do that until he runs low so he appears back to the ground with more scratches from the beams. Their inching closer and closer but even if they hit him directly, he'll keep going. "*huff* *huff* this has to be the strongest thing I've ever fought..." he said as he knelt but soon has to jump again because of the ruthless beams.?
"I have to get each one of these plates!" he said as he went to hit more.
Lobos:
The bait in the trap was taken. Plates began taken the places of the broken ones, but ultimately the beams were actually reflecting back and forth off a pair of plates at either end. No power loss unless the beams were lost, but almost impossible to detect.
Which is why amidst Daniel's frantic assault on the plates holding beams against him, Celion's ending assault would likely go unnoticed. The plates he'd held against himself shifted and slid, the slight change in alignment hiding the new, perfect system around him. He had not been firing, charging his weapons with the full force of his fusion plants.
He fired both weapons into the maze of shield plates before him, the beams reflecting off of hundreds of the improvised mirrors, splitting, bouncing, arcing around. In scant seconds two became 40, 40 became 80, 80 became 160...
Within ten seconds 2 beams had split into over 600, the many far less powerful than the original, but charged as his weapons had been, more than enough to slice flesh apart. And with equal care as Celion had arranged his system of mirror plates to split the beams, so had he to redirect them. En masse.
They came all at once, covering a fifty foot cone at and around Daniel. Intersecting, filling the air with a lethal lightshow that would completely fill the trap that Celion had set.
As human's liked to say it. Game.
Set.
Match.
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