The armored bear roars in frustration as he is ignored.
Followed by a bite.
Luthor using magical speed, charges the bear.
The Masked Rider waves his sword in frustration as he charges a new target, Zirul!
Bjorkus meets Aliece's graceful technique with more brute force.
"That's more like it." She responds as one of the punches connects.
She then tries a more focused routine.
She then follows it up with the Fem elbow.
And then another one.
Bjorkus grunts in surprise as the she-taur knocks him off his feet and again when her fist slams into his ribs.
"Good. A girl that likes it rough."
Even though fear courses through him, he leaves the mighty Trauma Bull to his female friend, knowing that the sooner he and the Legend-Killer take out the nasty Thunder, the sooner they can all dogpile the Femmataur. His wounds knit shut just slightly.
The bear roars in pain as three attacks hit.
Electricity pulses around his form. "Unleash the storm!" He roars as he lays into Zirul.
Luthor fires off a rapid series of punches on the armored bear.
And LK downs the mighty armored bear. He stretches his arms out for a pose to the crowd.
The Masked Rider continues his assault on Zirul.
Bjorkus scrambles to attack from his toppled position.
And Bjorkus pummels the Femmataur into unconsciousness, as she falls you notice a faint smile on her face.
Zirul takes a slightly step away from the Masked Rider and slips an extract between his lips, feeling his wounds close from the magic inside and the strangeness of his own body.
Luthor steps up and unleashes a flurry of punches
The Masked Rider strikes back!
The Trauma Bull climbs to his feet and lashes out with his horns at the mounted figure.
The Bull's horns connect with the rider.
Zirul grins, showing the dagger-like teeth as he downs another vial, this one leaving a zephyr-like wind surrounding him as he runs directly towards the rider. Somehow his moves stay just out of reach of the enemy, knitting wounds together more, as he takes one snap at the riding crazy-man.
He still feels the shake of fear, but hopes the advantages of magic and positioning help.
Luthor's flurry is mostly ineffectual as only his last punch lands.
The Masked Rider points his blade at the semi-Ulfen as if to challenge him, deeming the cowardly Zirul not worth his time.
Bjorkus smashes the mounted warrior again.
"Yield!"
Opal continues with her attempts to be as distracting as possible to the male fighters.
Unfortunately for the Masked Rider, he is felled before he can comply.
"And we're down to the final three! What do you say? You think they're ready for the BEAST!!??" The crowd cheers at the remaining competitors. "Alright then! After a quick break and a word from our sponsors, these three will take on the real challenge. See ya in five folks!" The unconscious bodies are hauled off the field and you have a brief intermission.
"As my uncle would say, that was a slobber-knocker of a fight. Everyone alright?"
Opal cheers for her fellas and goes down to congratulate them on the fight so far.
"Good going guys. You all ready for the next challenge?"
Zirul shivers and gasps slightly, bleeding a fair deal. "That uncle of yours would be correct. I'm bleeding in many, many places. Not dead, by a good deal, but I'm about halfway to unconscious, if my predictions are right. Anyone got some healin' for a poor.."
He pauses and looks at himself. "Beastly thing, in need?"
Mega-Bjorkus flexes and poses for the crowd. He points towards the arena entrance and roars a challenge.
"I hope you saw that Beast because the Trauma Bull is coming for you next!"
The minotaur flexes again to work the crowd.
Bjorkus makes his way to his companions and their manager.
"Thanks for the spells Opal. Being quicker helps a lot. Skinny, your science ain't bad either."
"Yea, how do you do that by the way?"
"I'll be sure to Haste the lot of you again when intermission ends. Make sure you guys got an edge on whatever beastie they got in there."
He grins, holding his side. "I studied monsters and through my intelligence, I figured out what chemicals let them do what they do. So instead of a simple poison or a bit of alchemist fire...I can do all this."
The augmented half elf-half monster motions to his body with the other hand. "Think of it as chemical magic. Learned it from an old street surgeon back in my gang days. He saved me."
He coughs out a bit of blood, wiping his mouth. "Of course, that was halfway through him using me as a corpse sample."
Smirking, a shaky hand draws out his last curative potion. "To our continued success!" As the liquid is swallowed, his skin glows slightly and the wounds sizzle shut even further.
"Anyone else need a bit of healing?
"Never heard of that kind of magic before. Crazy stuff, what did you turn into? I never seen that."
He laughs, feeling much more chipper. "This is a popobala." He flexes his wings, fluttering them and lifting himself into the air before lowering back down to earth.
"A monster that's focused on sowing as much chaos and fear as possible. It actually hangs around coastal regions a good deal. Everything I've turned into, I've fought or bought a piece of. The popobala is one I had the misfortune of dealing with, before I made it to my previous ship. It was a dark night on the docks, and thankfully, I shut the window on its fingers before it could get through. Gave my fellow sailors a chance to fill it full of lead, arrows, bolts, and all manner of steel."
Leaning close, he grins. "Sometime, I'll find a form in one of my anatomy tomes that'll fit your needs. Just about everything I can do, I can make for any of us."
Mega-Bjorkus retrieves his wand and begins mending Zirul and himself.
"That better."
"A popowhat? Wait you can give me something so I can turn into stuff? Can you turn me into a dragon? That'd be awesome."
Zirul laughs, a deep, bone-chilling sound, snapping his jaws, swinging his arms, and flapping bat-like wings gleefully. "That, my dear friends, is amazing. Now I'm all ready for combat. It's called a pop-a-bala"He speaks it phonetically to Luthor.
He shakes his head and chuckles, putting a hand on Luthor. "It's gonna be awhile before I can get to a dragon level, but I'll keep you in mind, for a dragon."
"Do you have anything to turn people into, like, cute creatures? Like some kinds hot fae or mermaid type thing?