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9-B Brackets RP Round 1

(5 - 6 meters.)

(Jones lets you move first)
 
Horace gave a hissing growl as the chimera stood before Jormungandr. The Grimm spread his wings outwards, adding onto his intimidating appearance as he glared at his newfound target.

Snarling as he bared his teeth, Horace began to charge at Jormungandr, telekinetically uprooting a nearby tree and hurling it at his opponent.
 
Jörmungandr Jones took a defensive stance, taking a momentous leap backwards. Energy crackled at his hands, as he turned to the side and slashed the tree away from himself with a burst of energy, the wind whirring around him out of sheer force. But then, there was the whole "angry-black-and-white-chimera-charging" problem that had to be taken care of.

As the blast was let loose from his hand, a clone burst from the time and space in front of him, slamming a hand onto the ground. A wall of frigid ice blasted into the air to cover the charge, or at least delay it for just a moment with the absolutely frozen wall.

"you do not charge at Jörmungandr Jones. Jörmungandr Jones charges at you!"
 
Quickly coming to a halt as the ice wall was generated before him, Horance let out an angered roar, before he parted his jaws and discharged a stream of emerald flames upon the ice wall. In the meantime, the chimera continued to telekinetically lift up nearby trees and hurl them at Jormungandr.
 
Several more clones burst from around Jörmungandr Jones as he rose into the air, batting away the trees with slices of energy, or in one scenario, even picking up the tree as a weapon. The ice wall served it's purpose- now, it was time ot attack. Jörmungandr Jones turned on the opponent, four clones swooping down and attempting to slash across the back while the fifth prepared a tree slam from above.
 
The clones successfully slashed across Horace's back, cutting into the chimera's black hide and revealing red underneath. The attacks, however, merely served to further enrage Horace as he bellowed in anger. As the fifth clone came down with the tree, Horace whipped his head upwards, blasting the incoming enemy away with a stream of emerald flames.

Leaping over the ice wall with a flap of his wings, Horace continued his charge towards Jormungandr, gusts of green fire still exiting his open jaws.
 
The first clone flew into the air, injured but not deterred. He flew down from the skies and... into the jaws of the enemy!

With all his might and magic of ice, he created ice below and above him to shield himself and keep Horace's maw open and vulnerable, as the many clones of Jörmungandr Jones charged an attack!
 
Jormungandr's clones would find themselves caught in the telekinetic grip of Horace before they could reach him, the chimera tossing the clones into nearby trees and other obstacles surrounding them in the swamp.

Horace continued belching out gouts of green fire, aiming to envelope Jormungandr and melt through his ice.
 
This was bad. He needed this moment, now more than ever. With the wave of Jörmungandr Jones' hand, he brought forth two of his clones into his body, absorbing them and amplifying his strength, hopefully enough to break through the telekinetic grasp as he rushed forward, towards the open jaws of the dragon, to send a blast of energy into his inside and guts!
 
The energy blast tore its way down Horace's throat, the chimera's eyes wide as the energy tore into his insides and ravaged his flesh. Giving a wheezing cry as smoke flew from his parted jaws, the chimera was knocked onto his side, smoke wafting from his mouth as he lay in defeat.

Horace is unable to battle any longer. The winner is Jormungandr Jones.
 
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