Valekin -vs- Travis

[valekin]

Oh noes! NASA has launched the Travis rocket! Yes, he kinda... leapt, or something akin to it... at Valekin to hit him with his fist, from ground level? Lapse in judgement I say.

Valekin had backed up after that last bit, and then Travis launched! With the fist up, Valekin just simply reacted, and reached out to grab the arm that was in midair, pull hard (thus aiding in more launch), and then he would be pivoting his body while still holding the arm, and with his tremendously awesome strength, would proceed to indeed throw a bitch right at the spiked wall. Honestly, when dealing with a veteran, never ever do anything that over extends yourself.

You'll get chumped like this.

Guy launches himself at you with a punch from a sitting position, aiming for god knows what. All your guy has to do is use his superior speed, skill, and strength to grab that arm, and fucking throw him across the room into a spiked wall trap. Thus ending the battle. Should have dived at him from low! Try to take him down at the legs. But this was tried instead, we see how successful THAT was now don't we kids?

-Kids nod.-

Let's see if Travis can get himself out of that one! (-Cough- unlikely -cough-)

[Travis Delmonte]

..Tch..

His opponent would step back and Travis would soon feel his arm grasped. He had given up his sturdy footing for a chance to hopefully land a blow to his opponent's chin, only to have those chances crushed because he was completely outclassed. What did he expect? There must have been a reason why this dude was fighting in this place in the first place. He obviously was skilled, and had the physical ability to fight better. It was a little disappointing to Travis, but he didn't have too much time to think about it as he was whipped around and his body was tossed toward the wall of spikes.

His body would pull a whole 180 after being throw, and his feet were heading straight for that dangerous wall. There wasn't too much that he could do at this time either. He had not real way of stopping himself due to being airborn. His feet would slam against the cage, as it would bend under Travis' weight, and the strength in which he had been thrown. He'd feel a sharp pain explode upon his leg. It seemed some luck was on his side, as his feet would connect against the space between spikes, and the only spike that would manage to draw blood was one near his right leg, which had been in toward his leg when his foot connected with the cage. It would have formed a big gash, and the the blood was flowing.

His body hit the mat soon enough, and he'd close his eyes at the thought of losing. It wasn't the first time, and if he remembered correctly, this wasn't the first time he had ever fought this man as well. He was very familiar. He couldn't help but wonder exactly where or when he had fought him before. And his mind would soon push those feelings away as he'd wince once he tried to make it to his feet. He had lost, and that definitely sucked. But the outcome could have been so much worse.

[hualord]

Fuckin ouch.

Valekin Wins.

+3 stats.

Travis is defeated.

+2 stats.

Locked. good fight.