<div class="floatleft">(http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120711025136/campizanagiroleplay/images/0/0c/Sexy-anime-boys-109110.jpeg)<br/></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Luca Saylor</span><br/>Location: Guild hall<br/>With: Destiny, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Luca might have been taking damage on each of his passes and his body might have been bruised and sore but that wasn’t going to stop Luca. Could he really call himself a Fairy Tail mage if he quit just because he was a little sore? He knew that each little scratch he managed to land would push him closer to victory as more of the debilitating venom seeped into Destiny’s veins. Slowing her down, making each of her reaction take just a little longer than usual for her to perform as the blood continued to carry the demonic venom through her body.<br/><br/>As he ran face first into the gold card, he turned managing to face Destiny before the chains finished restricting his movements. He stared into Destiny’s eyes trying to ignore her nude chest as she spoke to him. Her words made him both want to roll his eyes for having her underestimate him and wanting to blush from embarrassment. "I'm used to beating the odds." He barked back. Unable to dodge the flurry of cards that flew towards him he did the only thing he could do, block. Sticking out his left arm I quickly began to shift. A thick black carapace formed around his forearm and quickly expanding forming a large black shield with organic looking orange orbs going down the center. Slamming the edge of the shield on the ground the shield completely covering his form as he braced himself behind it. The barrage of cards struck the shield, leaving the silver haired mage unharmed. The shield’s normal downside of dramatically slowing him down not mattering in his current situation.<br/><br/>When the torrent of cards ceased, Luca grit his teeth behind the shield and pushed forward, ploughing through the chains with raw force. His first few steps were slow barely plodding along as he ditched the shield in exchange for more offensive firepower. His arm shifted the black armor fading on the left as the black armor now covered his right arm giving him increased raw strength. His speed increased once the shield had completely faded and the new arm had formed. Dashing forward and ducking down low, he rushed up close to throw a barrage of vicious punches the instant he was in range.