ORIGIN

Picking himself up from the muddied soil Vicktor sneered, approaching the bushes and very much expecting the peculiar gembound to still be sliding on through Cetus. Only he was greeted with the charging wolverine. Jaws snapping wildly Vicktor had attempted to move backwards from its frenzied path. Unbelievably the vile thing managed to grab onto his paw, clamping down its foul jaws and begin its assault. Releasing a infuriatingly pained yowl Vicktor seethed. Attempting to shake this furious critter from his paw was of no use.

It didn't matter if this little shit drew the first blood, all that mattered was who drew the last. A wicked grin curled across his features as he cackled. Thick hot saliva replaced his own as that painfully familiar white molten heat climb up his throat. Thick and disgusting it crept out, dripping from his lips. Inhaling deeply he felt that flicker of fire climb up his esophagus. In an uproar he expelled both fire and molten. Both engulfing the wolverine.

ROUND: 4/8
ATTEMPT: Burn him!
DEFENSE: None
INJURIES: 2nd degree burns across lips
Bite wounds across left paw


"Speech"

"Thought"

Delicious blood fresh from the feline! He shook his grip on the jaguar again, musing to himself how wonderful that pained yowl was to his ears! This foolish cat tried to shake him off! Futile! Raziel was laughing now, it seemed this jaguar was growing hysteric! Hell he even gave up! Stopping everything and standing absolutely still! What a foo-

Something was sizzling? Maneuvering his glance he watched white plasma fall from the lips of the feline and to the mud below, boiling the murky water that had gathered there. In astonishment he slowly released his grasp.

"What the fuckin-YEOOOWW"

Fire and molten plasma engulfed Raziel, ripping screams from his throat. Spatting out the jaguar's own blood against him as he backpedaled from the onslaught of flames. Searing his nose and barley managing to close his eyes from such event he feared the repercussions. Spinning rapidly around in an attempt to soothe his flesh that was very much alive with fire. Skin bubbling up and fur damn near gone he struggled to stop the onslaught. Vision blurred from such an assault of heat he could only fumble in the mud. Rolling throughout to gain a proper grip on himself. All the while successfully smothering the biting embers. Flesh cooling too slow to his liking Raziel could only hiss back at the jaguar. Tending to his own health while trying to keep the foul feline in his damaged sight. Spatting saliva down his jaws uncontrollably at the realization that sight was lost in his left eye.

"HOW FUCKING DARE YOU!"

ROUND: 4/8
ATTEMPT: Put out the fire!
DEFENSE: None
INJURIES: 3rd degree burns across entire body
Blurry vision (Right Eye)
Loss of vision (Left Eye)

"Speech"

The curious fool watched the molten fire drip from Vicktor's jaws. They soon began opening their mouth, allowing Vicktor to take back his injured paw with much gratitude for such reaction.

'What the fuckin-YEOOOWW'

His fire engulfed the wolverine successfully, pulling screams from its throat. He ignored the blood that was spat across his face, focusing entirely on the flaming gembound as they screamed in uproarious pain. That sight of flesh bubbling up and smell of burning fat was intoxicating. It didn't matter how soon they managed to put out the fire, the stench was one to hang in the air for hours. The gembound flung mud and hisses, screaming all the while it soothed its ravaged hide. They were positively lost now, saliva dripping from their jowls as they kept their eyes on him.

Compressing himself into the soil again he sneered. White eyes locked onto the wolverine's own. Staring into their left eye blackened from flames.

'HOW FUCKING DARE YOU!'

The wolverine spat harshly and Vicktor chuckled, having a little more fun wouldn't hurt. Jump towards the wolverine and fake it out, startle it! Maybe its heart will give out! Oh could one imagine such a thing!? But perhaps pinning it down would be just as fine! Either or Vicktor would be fine with said events. Pin it and end the fight, or continue this little game of cat and mouse! It took but an instant for Vicktor to launch himself. Plasma dripping from his jaws he jumped clear over them, expecting for them to react differently or at least faster than what was happening.

ROUND: 5/8
ATTEMPT: Pounce on him
DEFENSE: None
INJURIES: 2nd degree burns across lips
Bite wounds across left paw


"Speech"

"Thought"

Raziel snarled, squinting all the while hoping it would aid his blurry vision. The jaguar was pressing itself into the soil again, preparing another attack! He spat out and the feline only chuckled. Jumping towards him Raziel pridefully stood his ground! HA! They missed completely! HA HA H- wait just one fucking second! Laughter coming to an halt Raziel spun around. Correcting his stance and staring straight into the white eyes of his aggressor.

"FIGHT ME HEAD ON YOU COWARD!"

Digging into the soil as well as he could Raziel lunged toward the jaguar. Somehow managing to keep control of his limbs he had successfully gained enough traction and was headed straight into the ebony feline. He would ram into the beast!

ROUND: 5/8
ATTEMPT: Charge! Try not to collapse!
DEFENSE: None
INJURIES: 3rd degree burns across entire body
Blurry vision (Right Eye)
Loss of vision (Left Eye)

"Speech"

Vicktor stood behind the wolverine, watching it spin around to him in a moment's notice. They spat out nonsense, that he was a coward and not daring to fight head on. Vicktor could only growl, baring his teeth and spatting hot plasma.

"Coward!? Head on!? Ooh I'll fucking show you head on..."

Words dripping with poison Vicktor will be sure to give this wolverine the entire definition of head 'off'. He will gladly tear this gembound in two, and that pretty skull would make a fine addition to his collection. Along with his gem while he was at it. The wolverine charged and Vicktor called up another element, only his prey had gotta a better grip in the mud now and met contact with his leg much sooner than he had anticipated. This sudden contact pulled Vicktor from his focus, failing to conjure up enough electricity to fire into the air. Though this headbutt was all this gembound did, Vicktor in response was staring downward at the struggling wolverine.

"Awww whats the matter? Tiwerd? Need to take a wittle nap?"

Vicktor laughed uproariously, teasing him with baby talk. He was in no immediately harm, the worse this gembound could do was bite at his feet. Just like a young pup hungry for attention.

ROUND: 6/8
ATTEMPT: SHOCK HIM
DEFENSE: None
INJURIES: 2nd degree burns across lips
Bite wounds across left paw


"Speech"

"Thought"

He had finally hit the feline! Full contact with his skull! Except...the feline hardly even budged from its stance. Raziel tried again, once and even twice. He would not be a fool to grab hold of this aggressor again, not after the last attack. But now his opponent mocked him!

'Awww whats the matter? Tiwerd? Need to take a wittle nap?'

"WHAT WHAT WHAT!?? HOW fucking DARE you! Do you know who I am!?"

Raziel spat out and sent spittle across the feline's legs, only managing to muster up snarling in response to the 'baby talk' he was just given. Very much taking the expression of 'red in the face' and 'full of hot air' quite literally.

ROUND: 6/8
ATTEMPT: Tell Vicktor off!
DEFENSE: None
INJURIES: 3rd degree burns across entire body
Blurry vision (Right Eye)
Loss of vision (Left Eye)

"Speech"

Just as expected the wolverine reacted with harsh words, spitting damn near all over the place. If Vicktor wasn't so observant he would have thought the mud below them was made just from this little gembound alone.

"Do I know who you are? Of course I do!"

'YOU DO!?'

His prey looked hopeful? Standing there exhaling such pitiful hot air. No, there was nothing but pride and satisfaction...what a pity to see such a thing vanish, oh but it was so fun to be the one to crush it!

"You're my wittle snack!"

Vicktor stood there, smiling wildly as a cat that had just are the fanciest feast. Fur bristling along the course of his spine, charging. Simply watching the wolverine's expression shift into something indescribable. Just before they managed to let out another word spark flew from his pelt and bolted straight into the wolverine below.

ROUND: 7/8
ATTEMPT: SHOCK HIM??
DEFENSE: None
INJURIES: 2nd degree burns across lips
Bite wounds across left paw
Spit all over his front legs...why...


"Speech"

"Thought"

'Do I know who you are? Of course I do!'

"YOU DO!?"

Raziel was taken back, even if just a moment. Surprise melting away into pride that his reputation had reached even this well fought feline! Or at least until the jaguar spoke up again.

'You're my wittle snack!'

WHAT!? Did he even think before opening his mouth!? How fucking DARE this jagua-

Thoughts cut short Raziel in irony was met head on with the bolt. Electricity surging through his body he attempted to fight it off. Legs bouncing in spasms he collapsed into the mud below, lone eye fixated entirely on the jaguar. Edges of his vision blurring into a solemn black. He would not die here, he couldn't! Could he?

ROUND: 7/8
ATTEMPT: TRY AND WITHSTAND
DEFENSE: None
INJURIES: 3rd degree burns across entire body
Blurry vision (Right Eye)
Loss of vision (Left Eye)
Muscle spasms
KNOCK OUT

"Speech"

Electricity coming to his aid he had successfully shut that wolverine up. Knocking him out even! Though paralysis would have been the cat's meow honestly. It wasn't much fun when he won from 'surprise' alone. Especially not when he fought an opponent this arrogant. He wanted this gembound to know what caused its end, and he wanted it to be awake all the while. Though never fear Vicktor was one to wait. But not for long...

But first things first, if he wanted to enjoy this entree he would need to put out his flames. Inhaling deeply he began calming the fires deep within, putting out all flame he had riled up in his being. By the third inhale he was one cool cat. Smoothing over his onyx pelt before approaching the 'sleeping' wolverine. It was time to wake them up, and what better way then offering 'friendly' hand! Reaching out Vicktor simply pressed his claws into his target's back. Raking them across their bubbled and blistered hide, attempting to mimic the fur pattern they held before it was oh so sadly singed away.

ROUND: 8/8
ATTEMPT: Wake him up
DEFENSE: None
INJURIES: 2nd degree burns across lips
Bite wounds across left paw


"Speech"

"Thought"

Black was all Raziel could process, being knocked out would do that to anyone really. An intense buzzing seemingly taking place of what ever dreams that could have been waiting for him. The sight of white eyes and glistening teeth burned into his lids; ever watching. Time only seemed to come back into play with the sensation of claws trailing painfully up his seared back. Each claws playfully digging in, unusual swipes as if the aggressor was painting!?

'Oh? You're awake! Good! I didn't want to start without you...'

Snapping awake Raziel fought to focus, one eye lazily bouncing from place to place until it focused on the culprit at large. That fucking jaguar. Wiggling its claws and having the fucking audacity to speak such 'playful words' and laugh no doubt...

ROUND: 8/8
ATTEMPT: WAKE UP
DEFENSE: None
INJURIES: 3rd degree burns across entire body
Blurry vision (Right Eye)
Loss of vision (Left Eye)
Muscle spasms
Drowsy from knockout
Long slices across his body(mimicking his fur pattern)

"Speech"