Jeanne was not like the Others. She was stronger than your average villager. But lifting literal tons of weight was something she could only ever dream of doing! And she was currently up against someone who was like a fishman in strength! Lucha, the large brawling warrior that was built like a Bodybuilder. Standing at well over a foot taller than the tall woman.
"Hey Hey Hey!" Jeanne attempted to plead
"Lets just talk this out!" She yelped the last word before diving to her stomach and disappearing into steam!"'That was close!'*
The warrior pulled their large fist from the deep crack in the field and looked around. A small visor on their eyes wandered for where the Steam woman went "Cursed Fortunate eh? Maybe this wont be as easy as I thou-"
Suddenly from behind hot steam blasted the back of the mans neck! Causing him to release a roar of pain! Reaching for the nape of his neck were the searing pain radiated from! The Man whipped around, face angered only to see nothing!
"Over here!" Jeanne spoke from a distance away. She was truly lucky that the man she was up against was a brute, large haymakers, clear choreographed moves that even she, who was almost a entire fold weaker than him, could keep up with.
"Over here!" Jeanne spoke from a distance away. She was truly lucky that the man she was up against was a brute, large haymakers, clear choreographed moves that even she, who was almost a entire fold weaker than him, could keep up with.
Spewing through the air at speeds that cracked the sound around the Woman, the payload soared! It was now on a short timer fuse that was so precise that at exactly 10 inches from the man, the packed tight load of gunpowder and other combustion materials exploded! Sending Lucha flying backward meters! Packing enough punch that it could've easily brought down a large brick wall!
"That was…Way to close." Jeanne said, flicking her hair out of the way. The scout bird calling out above here. Declaring another loss for the Black Team
"Sprout!" Raven said backpedaling, her tight jeans made it difficult to quickly maneuver through the three men she was currently going up against! Shooting her hand into the air as she spoke, a column arms tangled together to block a sword from the first!
"Pedal!" She commanded, a layer of hands covering her forearm, sprouting into the formation like that of a budding flower, or the shape of a shield! Catching a blunt club, wrapping around it so that the iridescent haired woman could then rip the weapon from the 2nds hands! Allowing for a set of arms to sprout from the mans body
"Spindle!" With great force the palms that sprouted covered the second mans mouth and eyes, before applying pressure to the spine and causing him to fall to his knees!
'Two left…' The Scholar thought to herself as lowered her palm face down, a line of arms blossoming in a straight line so that it could be brought in front of her quickly to smack the 3rd out of the way, only to allow the limb to manifest so she could grip the feet the first and force him into a painful pair of splits! Causing an almost comedic howl to be released!
"Last one~" She cooed slightly with a simple smile. Slowly making her way over to the 3rd. Who cowared on the ground as the tall woman swayed her hips while she walked. "Hey Hey Hey! I give up!"
The man said raising a hand, all while dozens and dozens of hands began to sprout from around him and the Scholar. Only for his screams to be let out!
The Scout Bird Called.
"Huh? What? I'm alive?" The Man questioned as he looked around. Raven crouching down next to the man, putting a dark hand on the mans own similarly colored skin "Of course not silly boy."
"Hey! I'm a Man!" The Warrior scowled
"I know." She gave a comforting smile
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Noir Was up against four. But, this wouldn't be so hard for the chef. He purposefully handicapped himself by not only keeping his hands in his pockets, something he was yet to use as an advantage, but also kept a smoke in his mouth the entire time.
The Chef whipped kicks through the air that smacked arrows the warriors shot at him! Knocking them out of his way or out right shattering them with direct contact!
"Cmon guys. You can do better than that!" Noir said, raising a shin to block a spear that was utterly shattered on contact with the denser and stronger muscle fibers of the Chefs leg With quick retaliation, Noir slammed his foot into the 3rd man's groin, reeled back again, and sent him flying with a kick to the chest!
"And I don't mean attacking from behind either!" Noir looked out the corner of his eye as a warrior attempted to dive through the air down onto the chef! Only for Noir to lurch forward and fire his foot out backwards! Impacting and causing the warrior to drop their weapon and be sent flying back up through the air almost a hundred meters up into the air!
Spinning on his heel, he came to a stop. Eyes shifting to the two men that were in front of him, waiting to attack.
Only then did Noir pull a Hand from his pocket, fwipping it at the two to tell them to come at him
The Two warriors Flapped their wings in anger! Again and Again, knocking up wind and dust, a breeze flowing through the green blades of grass before launching towards the chef!
"Forchetta!" It was a blur to the two men, who in a flash was suddenly on the ground behind the chef, who held his cigarette in between his fingers. Letting a puff of smoke fall from his lips.
In reality, what had happened was that the chef had fallen backwards, landing on his hand, and shooting both of his legs out at the same time in a split! Impacting into the two warriors as the flew through the air, before quickly flipping back to his feet before the two could fully register what had happened…
The Scout Bird Called