He had not expected his first attacks to work. That was the obvious reality, it was why he always used the largest scaled attacks first, because he knew they would not work, and would put everyone on the defensive. It caused them to hesitate becoming aggressive towards him, expecting his own actions to take the initiative, rather than his counter-based automatic responses. It made them confused when it happened, because no one usually changed anything mid-combat, let alone constantly. It would only make sense that he would take advantage of the ignorance of others. He highly doubted that the procedure would work now, however, because of the actions of his opponents. Daenys moving was hardly surprising, but he had not expected the attempt towards his legs. Still, she had taken too long, taking off her heels and being so far away. During her movement, she was quite the blur, but given her distance and hesitation, he had plenty of time for the simple movement of flipping his defensive sword so that it covered his back instead of his front, especially given how light the monstrosities were in his hands. Rather than striking the back of his knees, the weapon, Lightbrother, was blocked by his left handed greatsword. The difference between the two's attributes became obvious as he could not keep up with her speed, but she could not land a blow that would damage him significantly. Well, that was not entirely true, but he was much more close combat focused, that became obvious, so his reactions would minimize her change of striking him. It helped that he had two weapons, where as she had one. In terms of close combat, it seemed these two were opposites, at least in attributes and weapons. She seemed to share his counter-based style, at least, though less instant.
Daenys backed off, and began to sing, though Psychosis had an idea what was happening. He had heard of several people using their voices as weapons, though he had to admit most of them just screamed at him with the shrillest voice imaginable. He also knew of several people who had to say the name of their attacks before they used them, seemingly for focus, but really because they liked to be flashy. However, even then, there were a few rare stories, of those who cast spells with their voices, basically doing magic, like casting fireballs or creating thunder. He was hesitant to accept such things, but he would not take his chances. The world was too strange, too random, particularly in the New World. Knowing all this, and accepting that strange things happened, he knew he should respond accordingly. "I am a pirate, and at least I dont use magic, witch!" Admittedly, if he could use magic, he would use nothing but magic, but she did not need to know that. Immediately, he noticed the returning wave he had sent, apparently towards someone who could redirect it right back at him. Kitaro seemed more skilled of the two opponents, though he was not surprised at that.It was not really irritating to face his own attack, given its apparent weakness. Its power was seemingly halved, but the fire was no different. Even then, it would not really damage him, just light damage at the very worst, and it was still slower than he expected, given its speed was slower than what he assumed Kitaro could pull off, given the difference in their weapons. He was also quite sure he could guess the type of style that Kitaro used, given his knowledge of Wano, and his choice in weaponry. At the very least, Psychosis was quite sure he was the physically strongest among the three. It took a special kind of strength to wield his weapons, after all.
Regardless, given his new knowledge, he had some ideas of what to do now, knowing quite well how dangerous a staff could be, as well as whatever magic the woman was doing, including whatever the other swordsman could do. No, it was time to stop playing around, Without hesitation, he spun around, throwing his left handed sword at Daenys like a javelin. If the two were faster than him, he needed to act through strength then. Given his massive strength, and the mass of the weapon, he had little doubt his plan would work. Given the weapon would probably go straight through anything it encountered. He was far from a marksman, at least at the moment, but he would certainly be able to hit accurately so close, given his target was less than fifteen meters away. Given his sword's mass, however, it was unlikely that she could block it without damage, and since he threw the weapon, it was equally unlikely she would be faster than the weapon, though he did not doubt she could sidestep it fairly easy, either. All part of the plan.
In his next action, Psychosis turned to Kitaro, noticing something was off with his blade, but not being sure what. Given he knew of Haki, it was not doubtful he was using Haki. It made plenty of sense, though he was irritated with the idea. An underworld broker, regardless of personal power, should not have something he did not, especially since it was a fighting skill, and his entire life revolved around fighting. Actually, irritation was not strong enough for what he was feeling. No, his entire soul felt ablaze, some unknown passion burning in him. Before the returned Dragonfire hit him, Psychosis slid beneath it, spinning into a standing thrust towards Kitaro, only seven meters away now. The thrust ended, but the movement from the thrust was so great that he flew towards Kitaro, his feet leaving the ground on by an inch. A single foot before the blade would have reached Kitaro, Psychosis slammed his foot on the ground, stopping his movement, and slamming the blade down in front of Kitaro, causing intense vibrations in the ground, before grabbing his blade with both hands and directing it straight up, sending a bit of dust into the air, towards Kitaro's eyes. The blade would not cut him in half, but it would leave a long gash on his chest, if he did not avoid the attack. Either way, with the dust coming up, and the increased speed, it was doubtful Kitaro's reactions alone would be enough. In doing this, he was somewhat testing Kitaro's haki, as he doubted he would be able to without Kenbunshoku Haki being active, though he may be wrong on that, it would still show in his reactions to the attack.
Psychosis had, of course, realized that he basically sacrificed one weapon to temporarily stall Daenys, as she could easily avoid it, he figured it was worth it. He was only slightly less skilled with one greatsword than with two, so the sacrifice was minimal. Besides that, he could definitely deal with the difference, though the inability to use some of his better skills was irritating, to say the least. Still, for a moment, Psychosis lost himself in the feeling of battle, too focused on it to try a long term plan. His frustrations and loathing had manifested in the form of battle hunger, causing him to lose himself, though he seemed somewhat in control of it as well. He figured it was fine, so long as he did not cause himself problems through it. Many times, he found himself bored with battle, yet this one, simple as it was, seemed to light a fire in him he had never felt... He knew for sure, something was changing within him.
During the thrust, his sword momentarily flickered black, though Psychosis did not notice it.
Daenys backed off, and began to sing, though Psychosis had an idea what was happening. He had heard of several people using their voices as weapons, though he had to admit most of them just screamed at him with the shrillest voice imaginable. He also knew of several people who had to say the name of their attacks before they used them, seemingly for focus, but really because they liked to be flashy. However, even then, there were a few rare stories, of those who cast spells with their voices, basically doing magic, like casting fireballs or creating thunder. He was hesitant to accept such things, but he would not take his chances. The world was too strange, too random, particularly in the New World. Knowing all this, and accepting that strange things happened, he knew he should respond accordingly. "I am a pirate, and at least I dont use magic, witch!" Admittedly, if he could use magic, he would use nothing but magic, but she did not need to know that. Immediately, he noticed the returning wave he had sent, apparently towards someone who could redirect it right back at him. Kitaro seemed more skilled of the two opponents, though he was not surprised at that.It was not really irritating to face his own attack, given its apparent weakness. Its power was seemingly halved, but the fire was no different. Even then, it would not really damage him, just light damage at the very worst, and it was still slower than he expected, given its speed was slower than what he assumed Kitaro could pull off, given the difference in their weapons. He was also quite sure he could guess the type of style that Kitaro used, given his knowledge of Wano, and his choice in weaponry. At the very least, Psychosis was quite sure he was the physically strongest among the three. It took a special kind of strength to wield his weapons, after all.
Regardless, given his new knowledge, he had some ideas of what to do now, knowing quite well how dangerous a staff could be, as well as whatever magic the woman was doing, including whatever the other swordsman could do. No, it was time to stop playing around, Without hesitation, he spun around, throwing his left handed sword at Daenys like a javelin. If the two were faster than him, he needed to act through strength then. Given his massive strength, and the mass of the weapon, he had little doubt his plan would work. Given the weapon would probably go straight through anything it encountered. He was far from a marksman, at least at the moment, but he would certainly be able to hit accurately so close, given his target was less than fifteen meters away. Given his sword's mass, however, it was unlikely that she could block it without damage, and since he threw the weapon, it was equally unlikely she would be faster than the weapon, though he did not doubt she could sidestep it fairly easy, either. All part of the plan.
In his next action, Psychosis turned to Kitaro, noticing something was off with his blade, but not being sure what. Given he knew of Haki, it was not doubtful he was using Haki. It made plenty of sense, though he was irritated with the idea. An underworld broker, regardless of personal power, should not have something he did not, especially since it was a fighting skill, and his entire life revolved around fighting. Actually, irritation was not strong enough for what he was feeling. No, his entire soul felt ablaze, some unknown passion burning in him. Before the returned Dragonfire hit him, Psychosis slid beneath it, spinning into a standing thrust towards Kitaro, only seven meters away now. The thrust ended, but the movement from the thrust was so great that he flew towards Kitaro, his feet leaving the ground on by an inch. A single foot before the blade would have reached Kitaro, Psychosis slammed his foot on the ground, stopping his movement, and slamming the blade down in front of Kitaro, causing intense vibrations in the ground, before grabbing his blade with both hands and directing it straight up, sending a bit of dust into the air, towards Kitaro's eyes. The blade would not cut him in half, but it would leave a long gash on his chest, if he did not avoid the attack. Either way, with the dust coming up, and the increased speed, it was doubtful Kitaro's reactions alone would be enough. In doing this, he was somewhat testing Kitaro's haki, as he doubted he would be able to without Kenbunshoku Haki being active, though he may be wrong on that, it would still show in his reactions to the attack.
Psychosis had, of course, realized that he basically sacrificed one weapon to temporarily stall Daenys, as she could easily avoid it, he figured it was worth it. He was only slightly less skilled with one greatsword than with two, so the sacrifice was minimal. Besides that, he could definitely deal with the difference, though the inability to use some of his better skills was irritating, to say the least. Still, for a moment, Psychosis lost himself in the feeling of battle, too focused on it to try a long term plan. His frustrations and loathing had manifested in the form of battle hunger, causing him to lose himself, though he seemed somewhat in control of it as well. He figured it was fine, so long as he did not cause himself problems through it. Many times, he found himself bored with battle, yet this one, simple as it was, seemed to light a fire in him he had never felt... He knew for sure, something was changing within him.
During the thrust, his sword momentarily flickered black, though Psychosis did not notice it.
- Char Info:
Word Count: 1,294
Total Word Count: 7,364
Stamina: 360/450 [80%]
Skills Used:
Skill Name: Forced Movement
Tier: 1
Type Offensive
Range: 10m
Speed: User's
Description: The user thrusts their weapon forward with such power that the sheer force drags their body with the thrust, allowing them to slide up to ten meters, depending on the terrain. This is possible due to the massive weight of the weapon, as well as the strength of the thrust. Naturally, the 'sliding' is only a way to describe it, as the user's feet actually leave the floor by a solid inch, though this makes it difficult to use on any rocky terrain.