Midnight meander (OPEN!!)

Chazz was certain his blade met his mark, yet he decided not to dwell on it. His opponent came right at him again. Is this guy for real? Even the fastest running back in the world has the same 10 yard dash as his offensive line. His speed was great, but Chazz was no more than 8 yards from him. Yet again he came right at Chazz. He kept his distance and used his superior reach and his longer weapon to poke around at Prasha's defenses. Keeping Prasha's short range attacks at bay.

He made sure not to strike in a way that would allow Prasha to grab his blade or use the curved blades to make a weapon lock.

He leaped again. One thing you must understand in combat is if you leap at your opponent you are dead. There are no benefits to it. The moment your feet leave the ground you are no longer accelerating. You are in fact decelerating. Gravity is a pain in the ass, but the laws of physics breaks for no one. Not even someone with incredible speed.

The moment Prasha left the ground, he couldn't change directions, momentum doesn't work like that. He slowed down and rather than cut him down he merely stepped to the side out of range of his short range attacks, but Chazz had a variant longsword.

Chazz smacked him on the soldier with the flat side of the blade and crow hopped a few steps back waiting for Prasha to land. Chazz held his sword at the ready. He was outside kukuri range and he was inside the 10 yard distance.

Chazz spoke for a moment as Prasha hit the ground, "Your waisting you time with jump attacks, they will get you killed. Honestly, you have too much natural talent to seriously die because you think it looks cool."

Chazz puffed himself up allowing the wire to wrap around him. He wasn't fast enough to dodge it, but training taught him how to combat the stronger opponents. As he felt it snug and tight he relaxed and deflated himself as much as he could. The wire fell, but caught on his boots. Chazz fell backwards moving his sword beneath his legs and pierced the ground. Chazz hit the ground, the blade slashed through the wire.

Chazz sat on the ground his sword between his legs firmly in the dirt. Prasha's words made Chazz laugh, "Well of course, I've already taken a seat."

Chazz sat quietly, if he wanted to kill him, Prasha's best chance was still in that tree. Chazz got up, picked up his sword and moved over to Prasha. He sat down took out a wet stone and began sharpening his blade. He only stopped to pull out his pokeball and called forth Harbinger. "Harbinger, take to the trees and scout a bit, if you find any ghost pokemon, you know what to do." Chazz continued to sharpen his blade. "A dull blade is a dead man." He laughed.

"Hahahaha me from poisoning and you from your jump attacks." Chazz laughed. Chazz saw him order Nachos around. Chazz pulled out another pokeball and released kokkinos. "Hey boy go about and do Flame wheel and clear some of this foliage. " The ponyta snorted and shot out flames and then started circling the area. "Yup, that is my young steed, his father was the greatest Rapadash you have ever seen. Could light a fire you could see for miles away." The nostalgia, one day Kokkinos will evolve and take his place as alpha in the herd."

This kid was so arrogant, "Whatever you say kid." Those jump attacks will be the death of that kid though. Chazz however, looked up Harbinger was signaling to him. Someone was watching. He hadn't noticed it before, but Harbinger in the trees could see more than he did. " why don't you join us?"

Prasha looked at the new man that had shown up with his little tiny Growelithe. "Cute puppy you have there." Prasha smirked and whistled. Nachos came into the open, The Machamp went to his master's side. "You talk a big game, sir." Prasha cocked his head to one side and lit a cigarette. He Blew Smoke rings into the air and placed the tobacco product back on his mask clinching it with his teeth. "Excuse me while I finish this cigarette." Prasha finished his cigarette and threw the butt on the ground.

Prasha stared down at this man and drew both kukuri's from his belt and got back into his Sambo stance. "Now where were we? I seem to have lost interest." Prasha loved to be arrogant just to get his opponent all riled up.