<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Night is Dark and Full of Terrors</strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/oMS5DHJ.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Leasick Valshanner<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>February 15th, 2021, 9:00 AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Training Area<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Azmodiel, Ryusei, Kevin, Mallory<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Rules of nature<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured<br/><br/><hr/><br/>As Leasick had anticipated, his master quite easily blocked his attack. The resulting explosion of smoke and steam sent him flying backward. With heels dug into the floor, he skidded to a halt about a dozen feet away. Rolling his shoulders and neck, both cracked softly, his eyebrow twitching once, the only visible sign of the discomfort he was feeling. Just one counter block and his arm were already feeling sore. If he hadn't expected as much, he'd likely have dislocated it already.<br/><br/>Fighting Azmodiel was no joke, no matter who you are.<br/><br/>Seeing Kevin nod to him before rolling around on the floor, seemingly attempting to get behind the elder demon, he decided to discard his sword once more, tossing it aside onto the floor with a clatter.<strong>"Time to kick things up a notch!"</strong>he said softly with a surefire grin as he cracked his knuckles.<br/><br/>The air began to visibly distort around the artificial hybrid as the temperature spiked harshly in his direct vicinity. Large streaks of his dark hair turned white as snow and a distinct glow ignited his copper-colored eyes, making them look more like gold, instead. His demonic arm mimicked a similar state, its red elements glowing, though this was hidden from sight by the armor he wore to contain its power.<br/><br/>Exhaling deeply, a small flame visibly appeared for a brief moment, as if he was breathing fire. Spreading his legs a little and bending his knees, he raised his tightly clenched fist as he assumed a combat stance. Looking directly at Azmodiel, his expression wordlessly announced, “Here I come!” to his opponent. Then, in the next moment, he dashed forward, speeding along with just a single step, much like before, but this time even faster, leaving not scorch marks, but a small but visible trail of fire in his wake.<br/><br/>Stopping right before the taller and much, much older demon, Leasick’s body vibrated with power; not just his arm, but his entire body. Sparing but a brief yet determined look, he then set out to deliver a flurry of punches (https://thumbs.gfycat.com/FloweryCleverAxolotl-mobile.mp4) with both his human and demonic arms at a pace and intensity a normal human could never hope to match, even if they were a world champion boxer.