Post by Tenshu on Sept 5, 2013 3:14:24 GMT
The Iccan lance. This impressive attack had already cracked the armor on the back side of the general, but was not threatening a direct hit to his chest. Angered by his lack of firm effective attacks, the General would in fact take the attack head on. His right hand quickly rose, and with a mighty backhand the tip of the beam would be redirected to the ground below, thankfully not near any actual people. Hitting the ground it would make a light explosive impact, which of course was strange for a piercing energy. The reason for this would become clear as Broc raised his right hand once more, revealing two things, one was the red energy that he had boasted in his attack on Tido, and the second was his wrist bracer dangling off a portion off his thumb. A rather large red dot now on the back of his hand. Again the attack had failed to do the intended damage, but Aice's scouter would finally reveal why. The numbers buzzed and whizzed past him almost unintelligibly, picking up Winta's impressive control, and the Ki consumption that he was using, but finally would reveal the whopping outcome of Endurance that Broc was showing.
ENDURANCE 32
That was it. The other stats had been bad, but this one was horrifying. This was why the attacks were doing very little, the man's exterior was like punching iron. The armor he wore over his chest was quite possibly not as strong as the chest itself. Mixed with his impressive Ki the man was a tank of unbelievable proportions. Perhaps if they had been fighting a saiyan like Kal, or even one of the other deadly dozen, they could have stood a chance. But in this case, the heroes who had the nerve to stand up for what was right, would now come to terms with the evil that they faced.
Suddenly the wind picked up again as a vein popped from the saiyan's neck. His Ki was raging, and the scouter continued to reveal very similar numbers. The warm sensation of visible chi would crack smaller stones around them as suddenly the general began to shimmer. Right before their eyes the vision of the man they had been fighting began to fade entirely, as if he had gone through a paper shredder the man's body began to disperse.
It would be less than a second before the attack was complete. It was unlikely that any had the chance to respond, even the speed demon that was Aice would be outclassed by this attack. It was General Broc's favorite, and for good reason. His knee would likely enter Winta without interruption. The boney tip burning through his stomach, and then just as swiftly sending a sharp elbow behind him. The man yelling as his combo finished.
"ZAN....ZOKEN"
The goal of the attack had been death of course, but what would end up happening assuming Winta was unable to dodge the lightning fast exchange, was that the Icer would be thrown from the tower due to the power behind the elbow strike. This would work in Aice's favor if he chose to attack the man, and now Winta would have the distance he wanted to plan his attack, that is if the Icer was still going to continue his combat. After the exchange no matter where Winta ended up, the general would put a heavy left arm on his knee, leaning over and spitting on the rubble below him. His chest heaving, anyone with half a mind for battle could tell that the attack had taken its toll, there likely would be no repeat of the stellar move, not without its consequences. Looking up at Aice, assuming he didn't leap off the building and fly after Winta, which in broc's mind was all too possible, he would say through jaded breath.
"Now...for the...gnat that gave me... a buzz... "
These were empty words for the time being. Broc was a bit too light headed to leap into action to attack. But hopefully Aice was not entirely calm from the exchange he had just seen, after all the man had nearly disappeared and reappeared several feet forward, something that the eyes could not deceive.
ENDURANCE 32
That was it. The other stats had been bad, but this one was horrifying. This was why the attacks were doing very little, the man's exterior was like punching iron. The armor he wore over his chest was quite possibly not as strong as the chest itself. Mixed with his impressive Ki the man was a tank of unbelievable proportions. Perhaps if they had been fighting a saiyan like Kal, or even one of the other deadly dozen, they could have stood a chance. But in this case, the heroes who had the nerve to stand up for what was right, would now come to terms with the evil that they faced.
Suddenly the wind picked up again as a vein popped from the saiyan's neck. His Ki was raging, and the scouter continued to reveal very similar numbers. The warm sensation of visible chi would crack smaller stones around them as suddenly the general began to shimmer. Right before their eyes the vision of the man they had been fighting began to fade entirely, as if he had gone through a paper shredder the man's body began to disperse.
It would be less than a second before the attack was complete. It was unlikely that any had the chance to respond, even the speed demon that was Aice would be outclassed by this attack. It was General Broc's favorite, and for good reason. His knee would likely enter Winta without interruption. The boney tip burning through his stomach, and then just as swiftly sending a sharp elbow behind him. The man yelling as his combo finished.
"ZAN....ZOKEN"
The goal of the attack had been death of course, but what would end up happening assuming Winta was unable to dodge the lightning fast exchange, was that the Icer would be thrown from the tower due to the power behind the elbow strike. This would work in Aice's favor if he chose to attack the man, and now Winta would have the distance he wanted to plan his attack, that is if the Icer was still going to continue his combat. After the exchange no matter where Winta ended up, the general would put a heavy left arm on his knee, leaning over and spitting on the rubble below him. His chest heaving, anyone with half a mind for battle could tell that the attack had taken its toll, there likely would be no repeat of the stellar move, not without its consequences. Looking up at Aice, assuming he didn't leap off the building and fly after Winta, which in broc's mind was all too possible, he would say through jaded breath.
"Now...for the...gnat that gave me... a buzz... "
These were empty words for the time being. Broc was a bit too light headed to leap into action to attack. But hopefully Aice was not entirely calm from the exchange he had just seen, after all the man had nearly disappeared and reappeared several feet forward, something that the eyes could not deceive.