New vs. Old (Private)

Rammus jumped onto another building and sneered, " Is that all you have brute! Come at me! I will give you a hint! " He took in a deep breath and began to call out as loud as he could project. " Those who doubt. Shall never hit me. Those who believe, shall try to. " As he finished those words a basketball sized orb of purple spiritual energy floated above his head signalling his position. He was teasing Ezrion, but he was drunk and did not care.

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Ezrion groaned from his position half an inch into the ground and pulled himself free, brushing dirt from himself. He saw the purple orb and smirked, jumping up to the building, though he misjudged his footing and ended up falling face first onto the roof. He groaned again and picked himself up, drawing his blade as he did so, straight into his second form, left handed, forward. He spun to face Rammus's location and slashed diagonally at where his neck should be. "You wound me my friend. Your mocking cuts deeper than any blade."

Rammus silently backstepped out of the way, but misjudged the movement and got a small sctratch on his chin. The used Shunpo and was suddenly on yet another roof top. " Not bad. Considering your position you should be able to know yourself better. " He snapped his fingers and Erion became visible. " Seriously friend. " He closed his eye and placed his sword infront of his face as he removed his invisibility cloak.

" Make Them Fear Us, Kyofu. "

His sword burst into a blood red light and covered him. Then formed into a mechanical suit of armor with a glowing red ring infront of him. He pointed two palms at Ezrion, placed in the center of this rings. " Now know your own fear Ezzy. " Energy condensed infront of his palms at fired out at Ezrion like a cero.

Ezrion swore as Rammus released, and as the energy blast flew towards him. He Gathered up as much strength as he could muster, which was formidable and literally jumped over the attack, flipping as he passed over it, stopping midair, and standing there, blade pointed at Rammus, a smirk on his face. "I see your trying. well then I have one thing to say. Let me show you true fear."

His blade changed from it's simple katana to a longsword, and he would change in Rammus's eyes, to what Rammus feared most, and he charged forward, randomly shunpoing behind him, swinging in a wide arc at his back.

Rammus's eyes widened as Ezrion transfromed into the most fear inducing thing in the universe. Though he calmed down slightly as Ezrion moved out of view to attack him from behind. Which was pointless, as the blade stopped as it hit a barrier of energy a foot from Rammus. He was overall glad he did not yet start to use his abilities or he would not be able to not look at Ezrion as that might be bad. Still, he fired a weak burst of energy from his entier backside like a knock back and jumped away, mumbling, " Bakudo Number 61: Rikujoukourou. " Then just as he finished speaking angled all his finger tips backwards at Ezrion, each one firing off a thin beam of energy capable of piercing a Zanpakuto.

Ezrion realized his mistake in an instant. Stop going behind him! His sword stopped a foot from Rammus and he then jumped back, Narrowly avoiding Rammus's energy burst, preventing knockback. As he was pierced through by the six rods of light he sighed. "I remember these... Those are new however. I" As he said these they shattered and he shook his head, bending his body to dodge them, flipping himself through them, though not perfectly as two or three grazed him, one across the throat as he flipped over it.

He sighed after avoiding them and shook his head. "I hate it when you try..." He stood from his previous kneeling position and aimed his blade at Rammus, still left handed. He smirked as blood dripped steadily from his neck, and the wrist in three different spots, as he counted the actual amount of wounds he received, numbering twelve, none of them instantly lethal, though the one right through his left side could prove difficult.

Rammus stood still facing the other direction wit his head angled at the ground. " Scares me when you try. " He focused as his eye patch burst open twenty eyes identical to it flying out, as his visor opened. They all floated around rammus but were locked onto Ezrion. This was a risk fro Rammus, as his heart rate picked up to look at him, the fear he felt was incredible. Still this move would be worth it.

He used shunpo and got behind Ezrion, the twenty eye's forming a loose cage formation around him. From every second eye came a extremely powerful fire ball. From every other one came a powerful energy attack. Rammus knew none of this would kill but they could incapacitate. He had each of his own eye's closed, but he was shaking, he hoped he had scarred this thing to the point where he forgot what it was. In his fearful act he forgot that this would truly b Ezrion he would be scarring.

Ezrion sighed as he was surrounded by the eyes, and he waited for something to happen, not a bad idea when you are trapped in such a bad predicament. He closed his eyes and sighed once more, as all veiw of him was engulfed by the flames of Rammus's eyes. As the fire cleared Ezrion was no longer there, nothing was there. He floated a good distance higher than Rammus did, his mask affixed to his face, two peaks of flame beneath his feet, for pure effect.

He looked down at Rammus, arms crossed over his chest and waited for whatever he would throw at him next.

Rammus stood amused and terrified of Ezrion, he was glad he finally got to see what his Hollow mask did. It controlled fire and that limited down to two of Rammus Abilities left. He used Shunpo to get suddenly infront of Ezrion punching towards him. A single Eye ball behind Ezrion using its kenetic push to blast Ezrion into the fist. This same fist also firing off a concentrated blast, that would much resemble a very powerful Bala. If it hit, and any sort of knockback happened, the eyeball would simply use another kenetic push to blast him back. This one into a kick firing its own Bala like blast form the foot.

The fire at Ezrions feet suddenly covered his entire body, hiding hid escape as Rammus shunpoed in front of him. Ezrion himself was standing on the ground far below, staring up at the flames, where he knew Rammus stood. He cracked his neck and laughed lightly, waiting for Rammus to realize his quarry was not there.

Rammus was behind Ezrion the instant the burst of energy left his fist. He knew that Ezrion would still be unaware to his tactic, so he tried it again, this time with an eye above and to the right and left of him. Those eye's doing a kenetic push at the time of his attck to keep any escape from happening. Though this one he followed up with a unexpected move for himself, with no back up for this form of attack, Shunpo'd behind Ezrion and tried to impale him through the heart with his hand.

As Rammus and his eyes surrounded Ezrion he realized he had trapped himself again. He turned to face Rammus just in time to see his hand reach out for his heart, he caught Rammus's wrist in his hands and used his momentum to throw Rammus past him, into his own eyes. He then escaped through the opening he had made. He had no flames within his range anymore and so he let his mask vanish, having no more need for it. He again waited for Rammus, for some reason allowing himself to constantly be on the defensive.

Rammus made no cheer, or even a sign that his attack had hit. He was focused, so that when Ezrion managed to catch his attack after that he only grunted. Regaining his posture and righting himself, looking at the wounded Vizard infront of him. He thought of using his mask, but no point came to him. The fight was over, Erion was wounded and Rammuz was not. The fight would continue like so, and Rammus would win. Nothing Ezrion could do Rammus could not stop.

" Do you surrender? " He said with no feeling, almost robotic. All twenty eye's focused on Ezrion, Rammus floating beneath them with his arms slightly raised, he had a messiah like appearence.

Ezrion stood in front of Rammus, panting wrapped in the sweet embrace of pain, the cruel mistress he served. He bowed his head slightly to his friend, resealing his sword. "I bow before your will, my friend." He closed his eyes, allowing the pain to surge through him, push him on to greater things. He smiled as he opened his eyes, and sheathed Hujokashi.

He slowly began to walk away from Rammus, seeing no real reason to stick around, as his old friend was too drunk and erratic to hold a real conversation. He looked back over his shoulder once more, checking the damage they had done to the place and that caused him to grin even more. He cracked his neck and inhaled deeply the scent f destruction, and blood, as he slowly walked off.