Aaron upon the arrival of the second wave of Vulcan's grinned and cracked his knuckles, with each crack, the abnormal red and black haze-like flames could be seen briefly flickering to life as they flowed off of his fists.
“Oi oi, don't think you can hog all of the fun Simonyan.” He said as he stepped back as the magic circle formed under them. The youth knew this was the time to distance himself and gather his mana so he could finish off any stragglers from the aftermath of the others assault.
Aaron felt his arms shaking with anticipation as he watched the back and forth volley executed by Simon.
“What's the big idea taking all of the attention, ya prick?!” Aaron snapped angrily when the other's assault came to an end. The two smaller vulcan's now out for the count and the larger one recovering from the blows it had been dealt.
“What a pain in the ass!” The youth proclaimed with obvious annoyance as he steadily carried himself upon the pads of his bare feet swiftly across the soft gaia resting under his feet.
“Oi, Monkey-yan, don't get cocky just 'cause ya survived that. I'm make a friggin' meal out your punk ass!” He snapped confidently as he licked his wolfish chops, his teeth, not just his canine's having now become sharp and noticeably pronounced as his maw seemed to widen. The male snorted angrily. If his composure hadn't made it clear, he was pissed like no tomorrow that Simon had just taken out two third's of the second horde with apparent ease leaving him with clean up duty. Then again, befitting his explosive magic, has a temper that could intimidate most mage's. A hardcore hot head who solves everything with brute strength. Aaron while approaching the large vulcan had seemed to have used his feet to roll up his pant legs as he walked.
By the top Aaron's speed hit it's full twenty miles per hour he engulfed his entire forearm in the abnormal red and black haze-like flame that seemed to gather round him like a dense shroud of smoke. One need not listen hard to hear the smaller explosions flickering inside of the blaze.
“Four. . .” “. . That should be enough for you.” He said as he began to jump from one foot to the other bobbing from left to right, his flame-clad fists clenched and on guard if the vulcan lashed out before he got within range. As soon as he had hit point blank he quickly cocked back his right arm before launching it forward. The flames seeming to leech off of Aaron's forearm and onto the vulcan's torso where they burned briefly before releasing as explosion that consumed a five foot radius from the point of impact.
The recoil from the explosion blowing the vulcan back into the tree it had just removed itself from, albeit a bit deeper this time. Aaron unlike the Vulcan, had road out the explosion skidding to a stop he slid his right foot in a full one hundred eighty degree from the direction the vulcan was facing. He wasted no time gathering the haze-like blaze upon his legs.
“This'll finish it.” He said with utter confidence as he allowed the vulcan to recover and begin charging him, the youth's back still turned.
“Too easy!” He said with clear disappointment, in the instant the Vulcan made motion to slam his clasped fists down upon Aaron the male would use his augmented speed to get into the Vulcan's frontal blindspot. While doing so, he had flung his right foot upward at an arched angle slamming his leg into the vulcan's right frontal lobe. Dropping back down to the ground for a mere few second he seemed to flicker as he reappeared in place to slam his foot into the exact opposite direction with his left foot. The combo being finished by a third kick to the back of the vulcan's cranium. The first two kicks having actually been meant to disorient the vulcan. All while preparing for the third kick which would unleash the tri-fecta explosion.
This chain explosion starting on the right of the Vulcan's body, then the left in the exact polar position, while the third and final kick was dealt to the back of the Vulcan's cranium blowing the gangly beast forward. The male shrugging as he stuffed his hands into his pant pockets upon landing.
“Oi, Simonyan, let's try to get deeper into the forest.” Aaron said as he stood there panting a bit heavily.
“Huff.. Huff.. Damn it. I knew using that chain was too big of a risk. . .” Aaron said as he fell backwards onto his back. He was panting heavily, sweat accumulating upon his brow at a steady pace.
“Oi, Simonyan, I need you to buy me some time. . . my body needs to recover from taking the of all those explosions back to back.” The lower portion of his leg's showing clear signs of blow-back from the explosions, his feet bleeding profusely.
Aaron grumbled some as he pulled off his shirt and ripped off the sleeves. The removal of this shirt revealing the rest of the tribal semi-sleeve adorning his left shoulder and bicep. Aaron, despite his short stature was rather well built in terms of his musculature. Aaron sat there ripping apart his t-shirt. The torn sleeves soon being wrapped around his bloody feet.
- Break Down:
Health: 90%
Mana: 70%
Damage Log
Aaron Vs. Vulcan 0% Damage Taken
Explosion Aftermath: 10% Damage Taken
Mana Log
・ - Explosive Fists (D-rank): 10% Magic consumed, 3 post duration (met), 4 post cool-down
・ - Fists of the Diawolf (D-rank): 10% Magic consumed, 3 post duration (dispelled after one post), 4 post cool-down
・ - Explosive Kick (D-rank): 10% Magic consumed, 3 post duration (two posts left), 4 post cool-down
Vulcan Pwn Log:
6 Vulcan Down
4 Unrolled