Magic. He certainly wasn't expecting magic as part of this grand deal. 


But lo and behold, Raijin, known as the Living Storm, had tricks up his sleeve, relating to weather manipulation.  Despite his stoic expression, Kamui couldn't help but to be intrigued as it began to rain inside the arena, stormclouds developing high above them, releasing the magically enhanced water down upon the arena. As the rain pelted the Changeling, Kamui immediately noticed something was up. He could feel his own body composition shifting as the magic of the rain began to alter his stamina levels. He couldn't quite describe the feeling, but he didn't like it much, especially considering it was stemming from his foe. 


But alas, he had no choice but to deal with it. Fast as he was, he couldn't dodge the rain. Yet, he could dodge the lightning. As the twin bolts of white lightning came crashing down, Kamui allowed the bright flash to cover his movement, the purple Changling flickering out of view, allowing the bolts to crash into the arena ground, the sound of impact thundering throughout the entire arena.

"Wow! Look at that! Raijin, the Living Storm just unleashed the fury of the elements among our purple friend! How much more can the other combatant take?!"

A hell of a lot more, bucko.

What Raijin said next briefly surprised Kamui. So...this man had fought Emperor Polaris before, the grand leader of the Galactic Empire? Kamui was the son of a lower tier noble and hadn't even gotten the honor (although he would hardly call it an honor now) to meet the Emperor. Not only had this man met him, but he had fought him and lived to tell the tale. An interesting scenario, and one that nonetheless boosted Kamui's respect for his combatant. Not that it mattered, in the grand scheme of things. Kamui was still going to attempt to destroy this man.

His focus intact, Kamui immediately reacted to Raijin's follow up strike, the tendrils of lightning filling the arena with a brilliant white light as they cut through the air, intent on striking the purple Changeling with harrowing ferocity.

Yet, Kamui dodged it.


If there was one thing Kamui could pride himself on throughout his life, it was his speed. Ever since he was a child, his movement speed had always been something to be admired. His capability to cover large distances in short time, and to be able to travel faster than one could follow was always a talent of his. One that he was proud of. His variation of Rapid Movement, known as Sonic Warp, was merely his speed exemplified, allowing him to blur out of sight, and reappear at a moment's notice, before some could even fully adapt to the change in role from attacker and defender.

And now, he was the attacker.

"Emperor Polaris means nothing here. Welcome to Space Vegas." Kamui whispered, appearing next to Raijin's ear.



As the afterimage of his body left behind faded into nothingness, Kamui reappeared besides his opponent, immediately taking the heavy offensive. His right hand forming a fist, Kamui would lunge himself forward to slug Raijin across the face, aiming for the corresponding cheek of his opponent. Not waiting to see whether the attack would deal sufficient damage or not, Kamui would immediately shoot up in the air, taking high to the sky.

The Changeling would thrust his right hand straight up in the air, a sphere of orange Ki coalescing in his right palm, forming about the size of a volleyball.





Bringing his right hand (energy sphere in tow) downwards towards his opponent, Kamui would unleash the energy sphere in a massive beam of orange Ki, ripping through air to disintegrate his opponent. Mid-flight, the massive energy beam would split into two large, (albeit smaller by comparison) energy beams, which would circle over each other as they would both attempt to smash into Raijin's frame, intent on sending the man crashing.

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Apparently, this man specialized in parlor tricks.


To be honest, Kamui wasn't expecting such a....brutal response to his Shooting Star Arrow. All Kam saw was a flash of blue light as Rai unleashed another slicing arc of electricity upon one of the two twin energy beams that descended upon the halfling. As the blue, energized lightning arc collided with the first of Kamui's twin beams, the conflicting energies clashed and distorted, as the violent energies shot up against each other, before both became hopelessly unstable, unleashing their harmful energies outwards towards both combatants. 

Unable to dodge,  Kamui drew his arms up in a guard, allowing the searing energy to wash over him. Grimacing, Kamui felt pain flare up in his arms and lower body as he was burned by the intense, unstable energy. However, he was also grateful for the protective nature of his Bio Armor, the natural protective material guarding him from the brunt of the energy overload, preventing him from suffering worse injuries. 


However, such a rash defense served as a double edged sword, with Raijin proving to come out worse from this ordeal. However, Kamui knew better than to take pleasure in such an early success. His opponent may not be as fast or as physical strong as he was, but Rai had the advantage of resourcefulness, proving to use his rather unique fighting style to his advantage, bypassing Kamui's defenses through pure unpredictability.  Just as Raijin had never faced an opponent with the physical attributes that Kamui boasted, Kam in turn had never faced an opponent with such mystical prowess, capable of summoning the elements and various forms of magic to sneakily weaken the man's capabilities.

Little did the Changeling know that he was going to fall victim for yet another sneaky trick. The crackle of lightning above the Changeling made him aware of the swiftly impending arcs of blue plasma that descended upon him. Flickering out of view,  the ever so quick Changeling couldn't help but be struck by one of the arcs of plasma moments before flickering out of view, the other blast rocketing towards the ground, creating a sound crack as it connected, throwing up a cloud of dust upon impact. 

Dammit. That was two attacks.

Kamui flickered back into existence, his right arm charred slightly upon contact. Once again, the arc clipped his arm exactly where the Bio Armor formed his gauntlet, however he still found himself feeling pain from such a blow. He knew if this kept up, his armor would eventually fail to properly protect him, and he could find himself in trouble from even one of those cursed attacks. Not to mention....

His power was decreasing?

Kamui could feel himself weakening! As per Raijin's plan, he was literally sapping Kamui of his strength, increasing his own! Kamui could feel Raijin's power level increasing gradually as he fed himself some of the Changeling's energy! Could such an ability exist? How? 

It didn't matter. If his enemy was capable of getting stronger by feeding off of another's Ki, then dragging this battle out would not help matters. 


He had to turn up the pressure.

Descending swiftly, Kamui would land upon the ground.


"I don't appreciate cheap tricks." Kamui said, before releasing another offensive.



Extending his left pointer finger, Kamui would suddenly charge his Ki, before releasing it into tiny, rapid fire bullets of teal colored energy spheres that would home in on Raijin, intent on battering his form with the small pellet sized spheres. Individually, the pellets wouldn't deal much damage, but considering that Kamui was unleashing them upon his opponent with the fire rate of a machine gun, the damage would tend to add up rather quickly.

After a few moments of such a fast paced attack, Kamui would then cease his barrage, yet keep his left pointer finger outstretched. He would then add his right pointer finger to the fray, keeping both fingers homed in on Raijin. As a way of warning the Shinjin of the impending strike, he spoke.

"Midnight Kill Drive: Death Laser."



His pointer fingers lit ablaze with crackling pink energy, before he released two fast moving, broad energy beams from his fingertips, intent on piercing right through his opponent.

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The lightning bolts were beginning to get annoying. His opponent was beginning to tire, that much was clear enough. Raijin couldn't keep up with his attacks, at least not as well as he was able to from the start. Each attack left a bigger impact upon his foe. His opponent staggered and faltered after each attack. His reaction time was failing him more and more. This battle was practically over in Kamui's view.


But in the eyes of Club Starlight, it wasn't over until his opponent was on the ground, bleeding. And money was money. He had to play by their rules, as "hard" as it was. Which it really wasn't. Kamui didn't know this man, and they both entered the arena for the same purpose: To win. Both came into this arena knowing they would have to brutally wail on the other, and risk being beat themselves. It was the life of a gladiator, flexing his muscles before the crowd.

With a crackle from above, Kamui watched as lightning once more flashed down upon him, the brilliant white light blinding the Changeling, causing the man to avert his eyes. Temporarily stunned, all the lightning blasts connected with his frame, shaking the arena floor, cracks forming along the surface of the ground. Dust was thrown up, enveloping the mercenary captain in a thick, black plume of smoke. For a moment, there was silence. But only for a moment, for the next moment, Kamui appeared forth from the plume of smoke, his tail whipping back and forth in front of him as he swiped the smoke away from around him.

"One more. I bet....I bet it will take one more." Kamui said, before his body vanished from sight once more, the speedy Frost Demon once more on the move. In an instant, he appeared in front of Raijin, his arm bent and raised at an angle in which his elbow would connect with the man's jaw, with the force of running momentum augmenting the power of such a blow. In tandem with such a technique, Kamui's tail would jump forward, wrapping itself tightly around Raijin's neck, and moving to squeeze tightly as Kamui flexed the muscles in his tail, cutting off Raijin's flow of oxygen if the assault succeeded in the first place.

"Dodge this." Kamui whispered. It was only then that Raijin would notice something about the Changeling. His eyes were closed! He had been blinded, and was unable to open his eyes fully, yet had still managed to close in on his opponent with pinpoint accuracy. Kamui's hand reached out and landed on the center of Raijin's stomach, Kamui frowned and moved his way up, trying to feel out where he should strike. Eventually, his hand made contact with Raijin's left breast, and he nodded, as if satisfied, relying on his sense of touch since his sense of sight was robbed from him.

Then, he relieved all fingers except for his pointer finger, which was still making contact with Raijin. His thumb was pointed upwards, as if mimicking a child's finger gun.

Then, he pulled the trigger, releasing a sharp finger beam into Raijin's left breast at point blank.

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