Mission 4: Nature of One's Power [Private]

Oh she who braves a powerful soul stands proud. With pain known life's nectar drips from deep wounds that pierce through and through. From front and back blood stained concrete riddled with ruble. No dust cloud remained with internal power flaring uncontrollably. Even with a firm grasp her spiritual energy continued leaking out. With a mental image of a round bullet she tried flexing the energy as an extension of her own body. A stiff muscle that had gone through rigor mortise, Sumire forced that extra limb to bend to her will as she tried forming yet another orb that she released towards the beast.

However, a crack in her left pointer. She felt it pop and to the point it hurt. A dislocated finger hurt badly but she could undo the damage. If not for the adrenaline pumping it would hurt a lot more. As the Hollow dashed towards her Sumire leaned backwards and thrust her foot into the Hollow's lower stomach. Pulling it back she snapped kicked the chin beneath the mask. Those bone masks were hard and she dared not strike without extreme force, even then she could hurt herself in doing so. Following the snap kick she kicked the beast backwards but not without receiving a cut on the back of her calf muscle. It was not deep enough to hamper movement.

The Shinigami now began a fist fight with the Hollow. Using his arms as a means to block the blades, a dangerous technique where blades would slide along the arms allowing for a martial artist to get in close. Truly a remarkable feat that Sumire did not currently possess. Using her right hand she weakly popped her left finger back into place then utilized Soul Communication to draw a bandage from her bag and cover both the wound underneath her shirt and shoulder. The two wraps were made a bit too tightly but it would make do for now. The Shinigami once again yelled for her to leave but Sumire did not listen.

Words did not demoralize the maiden's resolve. Mere wounds held no hold either on Sumire's body. Any chains that bounded her were beyond Sumire's understanding as none existed that she knew about. Though pain coursed Sumire released yet another bullet that bore no damage. Such weak bullets did nothing but barely singe leather like skin while their dance continued. With right hand she covered her lower wound at her waist. Perhaps another method could be used however Sumire was not confident in trying anything else beyond her bullet. At least none that dealt with harnessing raw spiritual energy.

However trouble brewed as the Shinigami found himself bitten on the right shoulder and tossed aside. Meat consumed her writhed in pain as he crashed into a building. The beast glared at Sumire and slashed down its right arm releasing another arc of energy. She leapt out of the way but it nicked her right shoulder. She winced in pain and fall onto the ground but quickly rolled and pushed herself up with her left arm. The beast rushed and slashed once. She stepped back. It slashed again from the left for a horizontal strike. Though she nearly dodged it cut into her chest.

The cut was not deep and but keeping up with the movements remained difficult. She was pressured heavily and though she wanted to activate her Fullbring there were people sleeping in the area and she could hear sirens coming. She knew she was in a bad position and needed to relocate. However, glanderous movement was not probable and turning her back meant certain death. Wounded and her movements slowed, even using a single sword would be problematic since the Hollow had two for arms. She had one arm nigh useless and was bleeding out. Then I'll just- With Soul Communication she altered the ground beneath the Hollow, causing it to sink and fall forwards so she could send an uppercut underneath the mask.

The Xenomorph looking creature still held a throat so she used Soul Communication again to aid in her own movements to knee the creature in the jugular. Left arm grabbed hold of the right blade. As the back of the arms were not sharp she could use that to her advantage, however, the mouth that looked down at her began glowing crimson. Eyes widened as instincts warned her of immense danger. "Dodge, now!" However, despite the warning Sumire dared attempt a move used previously by the Shinigami.

Though flawed, legs wrapped around the Hollow's neck and she torque her body left with immense force. Both her and the Hollow were falling quickly and Sumire understood the energy gathering within the creature's mouth was of great intensity however it took time to charge. That was the flaw in its technique. Though she bent her body back to the point she could grab the creatures feet as it released the blast. She felt the skin on her thighs burning off as the heat from the blast caught her and burned the bottom of her shorts. An issue she paid some heed. "No peaking!"

She worried with the arm blades but lowered her legs as the Hollow was now underneath, her back pressed against the chest. Legs wrapped around tightly the arms so to prevent it from using the sharp forearms to cut her as well squeeze it tightly. She then grabbed hold of the legs with both her arms over the knees. Her submission hold was horrible.