<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/>Saying that this fight was a challenge was an understatement of the highest order. It was like fighting a mountain that was also made of air<del>   </del>if that made any sense. But that was the point of a challenge, wasn't it? To push yourself further and overcome it. Perhaps it wouldn't be today, tomorrow, or the next, but one day they would reach the top of that mountain for sure.<br/><br/>At least that's what Leasick kept telling himself as he swung his fists over and over at his master, coordinating with Ryusei as best he could, given the limited amount of time they had spent fighting side by side.<br/><br/>It was ultimately for naught, though, as an open palm strike to the chest sent the artificial hybrid flying back for a second time since the session had begun. His face twisted in discomfort and mild pain as the air was quite literally knocked out of him. Unable to steel himself, he was knocked over after sliding backward a dozen feet. Turning the motion into a roll, he came to a halt down on one knee, gasping for air.<br/><br/>That was going to leave a bruise for sure, he thought. It took a moment for his lungs to fill up again with oxygen after some quick breaths. Looking up, he noted Kevin was going in for another go. It was admirable, but the options for strategies were running out. If it were just the two hybrids squaring off against Azmodiel, there would be the option to get more destructive, but as experience had taught him there are no ideal situations. They would have to row with the oars they had.<br/><br/><strong>"Ryusei!"</strong>he called over to the younger man, who had been tossed even further away than he had. Leasick was about to ask if he was ready for another bout, to back-up Kevin, but when his amber eyes fell upon the kneeling form of his master's son, something felt...<em>off.</em>Calling out a second time, he did so with some concern and curiosity in his voice,<strong>"...Ryusei?"</strong><br/>