Hunters Knight (Open)

Alex rushed forward, covering the distance quickly in large leaping steps. He closed in on the beast and rimmed his shoulder into its side as hard as he could, connecting with the disoriented creatures ribs and knocking it against a low dividing wall. He took the advantage of the beast on its back and began to pummel it's skull in with all his might. He landed three resounding blows before being shook end off as the beast stood back up.

The beast made its way back to its feet as Alex dashed backwards, both of them on the sidewalk with the street empty between them. They both began a dance as eternal as time. Two predators circling each other, looking for a weakness they could exploit. Alex didn't know how hard the behemoth could hit exactly, but as he watched the beast prepare itself he knew he would find out soon enough.

They charged like rival rams, Alex with his leaping strides matching the beast as it did the same. When they connected there was a flash of brilliant green mist and black smoke, both auras colliding and opposing one another. Alex felt his uppercut connect with the monsters sternum, but he also felt the beast massive arms connect with his ribs a moment too late to use his power to save him.

They both went flying into the air, launched by their own intense powers. The beast flew vertically from the force of Alex's fists, while Alex was launched across the street to collide with the glass window of some café. Alex could feel Glas in his back as he slid to a stop and smashed against the opposite wall of the cafe. He groan lightly and worked himself back to his feet. Thankfully the place was mostly empty, only the staff and a single young man trying to read and drink some strange tea at the same time.

“Sorry about that.” He tried to seem calm and collected as he walked back across the room and crossed back out the broken window. “Lost my balance.” Before he could even let the patrons of the cafe ask any questions he was back on the street, watching as the beast recovered from the small crater it had landed in.

Alex watched as the gears in the monsters head whirled. It had thrown him clear through that window but he wasn't even really hurt, whereas the beast seemed to be a little concerned. That's when it saw something much easier to deal with. The monster rushed alex, leaping over his head at the last moment and landing behind the unprepared hunter.

"No you dont!" Alex rushed the beast as it crashed the threshold into the cafe, driving his shoulder into its spine and sending them both tumbling and smashing through the broken window. They slammed into the cafe floor and began a massive struggle. The beast clawed at Alex's face as he lay prone on the ground. Guarding his face with his forearms he Alex kicked off with all his might against the horrors chest, sending it flying into the ceiling and crashing back down on a nearby table.

"I'm sorry but you might want to run." Alex dusted himself off and pushed himself to one knee. He turned to look at the boy, blood trickling down from a gash along his brow. "It's not exactly safe here right now."

While Alex tumbled with the beast the young man was beating him with a broom stick. Alex tried to bat away with his hand and got pricked by the jagged end of the stick as the monster grabbed him by the throat and lifted him into the air. His feet dangled a few feet off the ground as his head was smashed repeatedly into the cafes ceiling.

The monster held him for a moment and squeezed, trying to choke the life out of him. But as his vision blurred the beasts attention changed. It saw the boy with the makeshift spear and howled inches from his face, Alex still struggling in its hands. It dropped him and turned to completely face the boy, drawing it's massive clawed hand back to rake across the boys chest. The claws came within inches of the boys skin, blowing a little wind across his face, as Alex finally managed to get up and grab the beasts armomentum in time.

Alex huffed and puffed, he normally didn't have to worry about civiliansome this much since they tended to run at the first sign of oddness, as he wrenched back the beast arm with a pop. "Kid, stop whacking me with that and run."