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“Your first move was to slam a sword into my bare chest, you have no footing in that argument,” Kazuki sniffs, despite knowing that the way he ended the fight was—not exactly up to regulations. Not the ones he’s been trained to obey, at least.

Kitten is quick to jump on board the idea, with Verai following suit after he mentioned the ice cat. Hook, line, sinker.

But there is the matter of Verai’s sight. Kazuki crosses his arms, thinking.

“You won’t have to. I’ll be fighting with you, and I’ve got a shitload of fire types to deal with it.” It’s not as exhilarating as fighting Verai as an opponent, but it’s still a battle.

He reaches out to grab Verai's face, squinting. “You’ve got to figure out how to fight blind, though. Have you trained at all?”

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Kazuki’s eyes narrow. He opens his mouth, about to say something, when the cave is flooded with an unholy roar.

“MOVE!” He hisses, using his grip on Verai to quite literally throw the man away, acting fast as a Duraludon claw comes crashing down in the spot they’d been standing in, denting the floor of the cave.

The Duraludon screamed, rage burning fiercely in its eyes. The cave is its home, and after a grueling day of hunting and defending its territory, it isn’t pleased to find two humans loitering so close to its nest.

Kazuki’s already littered with some wounds from prior battles. He launches a FIRE PUNCH, trying to chip away the armor.

Kazuki hisses in pain as massive claws scrape up his skin. His attack had done next to nothing, but he catches the glint of a sword beyond the Duraludon and grins. The glint turns into a swing, and he dives out of the way, leaving the Duraludon in the blade’s direct path.

Another cry shakes the cave’s foundations, bits of rock and stalactite chips falling from above. A gash tracing the path of the sword has appeared on the Duraludon’s side, but the beast is far from felled. It stands strong, reeling back its jagged claws to aim for Verai.

Kazuki leaps, aiming his next hit for the back of its head. He doubts he’ll do much damage—his arm radiates pain with every movement, but they have to keep up the onslaught or they’ll never take it down.

It’s chaos. The Duraludon throws Verai out of the ring, and small bursts of fire are being sent by Kitten nearby.

“I’ve killed you before asshole, I’ll do it again!” Kazuki hollers, clinging to the back of the rampaging Duraludon as if it were some kind of rodeo pony. He has his arm locked around its throat the way he would with any opponent in the octagon, while his other hand repeatedly rams a flaming fist into the back of the overgrown lunch box’s skull.

The Duraludon stomps the ground hard, too infuriated to care about how it’s damaging its own home. It was going to waste these fleshbags if it was the last thing it did.

Verai lunges, the attack doing little before the Duraludon sends out a final strike, the movement of it harsh enough to dislodge Kazuki from its back, sending him stumbling back down on the floor.

“Oh, you son of a bitch.” This is going to suck, he knows all too well, but just like the last time he fought a Duraludon, he needs to buy time, and deal whatever damage he can muster.

“EAT SHIT!” Kazuki lunges, going for another flurry of flaming hits.

His fists miss entirely. The noise of frustration that escapes him is loud, even as fatigue bears down on his body, here to collect.

The Duraludon lunges for him, ripping another chunk of his health. He can feel its sharp edges digging into his arms as he tries to block the next hit, but to no avail. He’s on his last legs.

Verai manages a recovery, continuing the chain of attacks. The Duraludon is too busy trying to rip away Kazuki’s arms to retaliate, though it isn’t a distraction Kazuki will be able to keep up for long.

“Oh, what? You hungry? Maybe not hungry enough, you shitty little Gundam piece, I’m still alive,” Kazuki taunts, trying to maintain its attention as Verai goes for the blind spots.

Kazuki comes barging in like a freight train fueled by hate and the feral energy of a dog with a piece of tinfoil.

Verai has picked up the slack in his absence, being chased down by the Duraludon. Cackling, Kazuki charges forwards, feeling refreshed and covered in his class’ signature fighting energy.

“I’M BACK!” He howls, before leaping and dropkicking the Duraludon.