Enemy of the Gods (GM)

[Mathew Amtrum]

The stone connecting Mathew to the ground was cracking as Odin pushed back on him, stronger than his connection. The blows to his midsection were digging in with incredible power. Odin was a lot stronger than he had thought, but not the strongest he had faced so far. Gritting his teeth and trying to hold on as long as he could Mathew would grab for the staff to try and work his own counter to Odin growing it.

If his grasp landed he would try and focus his Qi through the staff to have spikes erupt from the handle everywhere he wasn't touching. If Odin's hand was pierced he would switch to hooking the spikes inside Odin's hand and digging them in his body. Abandoning the futile effort to keep his knees planted in the stone.

[Mr. Kaar]

Odin felt the foreign Qi running through his spear. When the spike's began to erupt Odin would do the same to Mathew's hand, not to mention the other half of the spear would shrink quickly and extend rapidly as a punch with the strength of Odin's Qi again.

[Kyrie Blaze]

Observing training was one of her many tasks as a Council Member working on making this amalgamation move as smoothly as possible. Imagine her surprise and no small amount of intrigue when the beginning cheers and quick word of Odin fighting Mathew sprang up.

So she made her way over.

Upon reaching the duo...she was shocked to find a young man she had only seen in a picture fighting Mathew. But she wasn't alarmed--she knew it was still her grandfather.

Just much younger.

The fight progressed. Blood was drawn. There was no immediate cry for the fight to stop; there wasn't a need to baby either of the two men at the first hint of it. But with the new developments, the blonde at the inner edge of the ring stepped forward, her voice rising above the din of cheers and the sounds the two warriors made as they faced off against one another.

"That is enough."

And so, a stop to the fight was called.

[Mathew Amtrum]

Odin copying his barbs caused him to let out a surprised and pained sound that was quickly mixed with laughter. Laughter that was not even quelled by the staff slamming into his nose. It didn't break it but a trickle of blood began to ooze out of his left nostril. This was fun, this was a lot of fun, and he was still guessing!

He still didn't have a read on Odin's Qi. Not a solid one at least. He could manipulate his staff, and he had seen it glow earlier too. But he also turned young. It was possible that he had some kind of energy storing Qi, which allowed him to alter the properties of physical items. Similar if not identical to what Mathew was trying to learn. If that was the case he could have stored life energy into his armor to revert himself to youth for battle. Though if that was the case he couldn't help but wonder how long it would last.

But he didn't even know if he was right. And that was the fun part, he was still guessing! It was refreshing and exciting. Like when he first discovered his Qi.

"Not bad old man. But I have some surprises too!"

He said as he kept thee barbs going but focused on pushing energy into his arm. Leaning in to get it close to Odin's face. A torrent of aggressive and violent energy. If he could make the statue blow up then why not the arm? A dangerous and hungry light gleaned in Mathew's eyes as he began to charge the arm only to hear Kiyr call for them to stop.

"GOD DAMN IT! It was just getting good!" He snarled as he pulled back his energy from his arm, working on spreading it through his body so he didn't lose it before pulling out the barbs. If Odin also pulled back his attacks Mathew would stand, offering his freely bleeding arm to Odin to help him up.

"Not bad, but I got the measure of your strength now. Rematch will go differently."

He said with a wry grin. Odin could have the win on this one. It looked like he found his next target to surpass though. Because Odin wasn't too far ahead.

"Perhaps next time one of us will break something."

His head snapped to Kiyr, eyeing her up and down before his eyes fixed on her ear. A small smile tugged at his lips. Lesson learned there he imagined.

"As for you, good timing. You were on my list of people to see. I have a message from Lord Ra. He wishes to speak to you about inserting Dragons into his patrols squads to allow his men to cycle out and keep us instantly updated. You two will need to work out the details though."

That was her job after all.

[Mr. Kaar]

The spear would retract again, the one not full of barbs, and it was preparing for something new as it got small enough to hold in the palm of Odin's hand, he was ready to unleash it when he heard Kiyr. Stopping, pulling back the barbs and accepting the help up, Odin would reattach the two halves, and revert back to his old self. The armor glowing for a short moment.

Odin would nod to Mathew, as he'd wave over some medical persons to tend to the two fighters hands. clean hot wet cloth would be pressed against and wrap the hands if allowed, before being wrapped by bandages. The water would begin doing its thing shortly and within an hour or two the hands would be completely healed.

[Kyrie Blaze]

The blonde with her blue eyes watched as the two broke apart, and then turned her eyes to Mathew as Odin reverted to the man she knew him as. She was, despite his pointed look to the faint traces of white scars along her ear where he had ripped it off in a tournament no more than a couple weeks ago.

So long as she wasn't in trouble, or wasn't fighting him...there was nothing to fear.

At least, not really.

At his words she nodded thoughtfully then clasped her fist over her heart and bowed, slightly.

"Then I shall attend him so we can discuss rotating our Core into the patrols and work out the details. Thank you for letting me know."

[Mathew Amtrum]

He allowed the medical personnel to work on his hand. It still amazed him how fast some of this stuff worked. The candy was near instant, the water took longer but was much easier to come by. It was just amazing to him, just a few short years ago they would have had to deal with this crap. And hell, not long ago he wouldn't have even been able to use Qi. Things changed so rapidly. He turned to Odin and bowed.

"Thank you for the fight though. It was quite educational."

Winning a spar wasn't important, learning something to use later was. And getting a read on an allies abilities. He now knew he could count on Odin in a fight, that was a good thing.

"Of course. I'll leave you to that, I'm sure it will take a bit of work to get everything sorted out and I have other things I must attend to."

He saluted Kiyr before saluting Odin.

"Loki, if you have a moment to spare I would like to talk to you."

[Zack Asiv]

Odin would nod to Mathew.

"The lesson was mutual I believe."

Loki would give a small salute and bow before walking up to Mathew.

"And what of a trickster, does the mightiest of mighty God of War... Need?"

[Mathew Amtrum]

He chuckled at Odin. He was disappointed that the fight had been cut short, nut at least he still had some surprises tucked under his sleeve. So while they both learned something there was still more to know.

He returned Loki's bow and greeting, doing his best to keep a cheerful demeanor. He wanted something from Loki, and it was best to not tempt his trickster side.

"Obfuscation my dear Loki. I wish your help in fooling my enemies. I was hoping you might have some knack or know of a way to use illusions."

He said with a gleam in his eyes. There were people that would do well not knowing everything. And the more he could hide the better off he would be. An ace in the hole was well and good, but he'd rather stack the deck for a royal flush.

[Zack Asiv]

Loki would mock scoff as his form faded and before him would stand well Jimothy Clavish.

"You wound me, sir. My use of illusions is rather firm in my opinion."

[Mathew Amtrum]

Mathew's eyes widened as he took a step back. He knew it was an illusion, but how this guy knew what his dead cousin looked like was beyond him. That surprised him more than anything, he was expecting flash. This was almost like he could see in his mind, and not just active thoughts. He hadn't thought about Jim in years.

"You tricky motherfucker..."

It was official. He was impressed.

[Zack Asiv]

The image of Jimothy would fade and standing there would be Loki again.

"What of illusions did you want to learn? Hiding something maybe?"

[Mathew Amtrum]

"I wish to be able to hide myself, pass off as someone other than me. Further instruction can be made use of. But the ability to keep others guessing about where I am and what I know will become increasingly valuable I feel."

[Zack Asiv]

"Allow me time to speak with Allfather and I may shortly have a gift for you... for a price of course."

Loki and his scheming never seems to end.

[Mathew Amtrum]

"Gifts do not come with price tags. Transactions do. But if it's a fair price I see no reason to not pay. And if it's not I shall make do with my already... formidable skill set."

He said emphasizing formidable.