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Yukin stepped in with her blade to block once again, her blade glowing a light blue from her Qi. Then her leg thrust forward, aiming to strike Gold Tiger's solar plexus. A strike there would wind anyone, allowing easy follow up and forcing a long recovery time from the damage.
Naturally, a fighter like him was aware of that. Hardening his chest, he managed to deflect her kick, which was weakened by her being off-balance thanks to having to block an attack first.
"Neijia...looks are certainly deceiving."
"Only a fool will fight purely based on appearance!"
It seemed even getting a scratch on this guy was proving to be a difficult task, despite his almost comical style of speech.
"RAAARGH!"
Astaroth's claws were sharp enough to tear through flesh like tissue paper and through most armor like cardboard. When paired up with flames from the deepest pits of Hell? They were quite the threat! Except when it came to opponents, Astaroth had simply written off as musclebound simpletons to begin with. The claw came swinging in but as the fire dissipated from it, the demon's eyes lit up as the claw was swatted by the nunchuck. It was only enough to knock the blow off course but what this guy may have lacked in intelligence, he made up for in raw power!
The blow caused Astaroth to tilt his head back and screech! Had he thought that the redhaired bastard was harder than this guy? Well, at least he went down with one good punch. This guy refused to even let one stray blow clock him right in the face! But the demon would have bigger problems to worry about and likely some brain damage if he wasn't careful! That nunchuck was coming in quick and even if he impaled this guy with his tail, the blow would have almost certainly still connected and rattled his goddamn noggin.
Thankfully, he wouldn't have to dodge or counter-attack as Yukin came in for the save. Though, it wasn't like he asked for the save or anything...
He totally could have gotten out of that one! Flapping his wings to get some distance from Yukin and Tiger while he thought up his next move, Astaroth shook the claw that had been swatted. Try to work out the kinks that the blow had left in it. What the hell was this guy's damage? He was strong and with every blow that came his way, he seemed to have an answer to it. Not to mention every word he spewed annoyed the crap out of the demon! Who really talked like this guy did?
Wait! That was it! If it was this guy's voice that annoyed him then all he'd have to do is sound it out. Obviously given the way his ears were structured, ear plugs were a bit out of the question. But if he could just try and focus on something else, like a song maybe..?
...Well, it wasn't exactly the classiest of songs. But this was a life or death battle, he didn't need class here. He needed to kick some ass! Now that his mind was focusing on something other than this dip's bold voice, maybe he could try and think of a way to win this. He had already tried a straight on head attack and the guy deflected it. He tried disemboweling him and the guy tanked it. What was there left to do?
Looking over his shoulder at this tail, an idea circulated in the demon's head. Well, the idea of knocking shit at Tiger with his tail had come up. But he seemed a bit too proficient with those nunchucks. If he knocked it back and Astaroth was forced to destroy it before he or Yukin got hit, it'd only be a waste of energy for both of them and it'd give Tiger an opening to attack. Which is why Astaroth decided he'd try and mix it up!
Digging his tail through the ground, Astaroth sent up a heap of debris in Tiger's direction. But as the debris went flying, Astaroth sent out a ball of hellfire behind it. Sure, sure he could probably knock those out of the park. But what if he wasn't here to try and tank them? Vanishing into his shadow form once more, Astaroth slinked across the ground and waited until Tiger moved to deflect the incoming attacks. Once he did then he'd leap out and smash his elbow into the bastard's head!
All the while the cheery music continued to play in his head.
@Kaykay