<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf0000">"Fools." He simply muttered. Vectors every punch and kick were parried away, leaving stinging marks on the fists, though it didn't equal to the HP damage a counter attack would leave. The random factor for him to counter didn't seem to be in his favor today, it looked like.<br/>
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Fel was successful in sweeping him off his feet, and he was pulled into the vortex for all of a moment. He was shot out and landed on his feet, and a simple "1" was shown for damage taken. A similar thing happened with the Laser projectiles the newcomer used on him, every blast showing a single "1" each.<br/>
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"You call that magic?" He taunted, running forward slightly before spinning fast, blades outstretched. "VORTEX!" The virtual winds picked up fast, spiraling around him and pulling everyone closer to him, up into the air with him now. They were disoriented, taking moderate to heavy damage if they hit him, but only if they smacked against the fast spinning blades. He jumped out of the wind burst, landing a good 20 feet from everyone else as they crashed onto the ground for moderate fall damage.</span>