4th Annual Tenkaichi Bending-kai | Staffweight Championship | Yami Sentoki vs. Enya Takamagahara

Enya smirked as she saw the Fire Spitter, trying an Air Head's tactic.

Futile.

Enya deformed the sandstorm, and used the sand to block the attack.

The flame hit the sand turning some of it to glass, while burning the rest of it.

This kid bent hot flames...why? What was her secret..? Enya didn't care too much, as long as the kid wasn't cheating.

Then again, she trusted the honour of Fire Spitters better than Rock Chuckers. This girl wasn't cheating.

Enya, smirked and with a flick of her wrist, shot more shards of glass and large waves of sand towards Yami who floated above her. A massive wave, shaped like a hand, aimed itself for Yami, looking to grab, crush and slam her into the ground.

Attack Accuracy

Random number (1,10) :

9

Attack Strength

Random number (1,100) :

94

Defense:

Random number (1,10) :

4

HP: 842

Yami fell. That was her first mistake. She launched herself at her enemy, without bothering to think ahead to what would happen when she reached the ground. Landing face-down was the first issue. The next was the blindness that ensued.

Yami tried to stand up, but shards of glass ripped through her flesh once again, hot sand seeping into the open wounds. Yami's eyes watered from the pain, and she let the tears fall, washing the sand and dirt from her eyes.

You can only bend one element.

For the last time, humans cry. Water comes out of our eyes. It's not bending. It happens to literally everybody.

Having at least some of her vision restored, Yami wiped her eyes dry and eyed her opponent. She was getting angry, and that was never good. The sand at her feet was speckled with blood, her blood. Meanwhile, her opponent had barely been injured.

She had to close the distance. Fire worked better at close ranges. Pointing her fists behind her, Yami shot fire, acting as a boost as she leaped towards her opponent. As she drew closer, she stopped the fire, spinning around for a kick directly to that sand bender's head.

Power:

Random number (1,100) :

60

Accuracy:

Random number (1,10) :

4

Enya manipulated the sand to form a hand and block Yami's kick. Fire worked up close. Now the girl was fighting more like the Fire Spitter she was. Pathetic. She had become predictable. Unfortunate, because the girl had such talent too.

Enya sighed as she disappeared into the sand. Her body broke apart, becoming individual sand particles that flew away on the wind. Or so it appeared.

In truth, Enya was able to utilize the sand to make it look as if she had disappeared.

She had merely moved, in the sandstorm, side stepped her enemy. And aimed her rock-covered arm at Yami's ribcage from the side.

She was going to break this girl if it was the last thing she did.

Attack Accuracy

Random number (1,10) :

5

Attack Strength

Random number (1,100) :

30

Defense:

Random number (1,10) :

10

HP: 842

Yami stood up, having fallen on her back after being stopped by the sand hand. Enya disappeared. A trick of the eyes, clearly. No human could just turn into sand. Yami was alert, observant, and when the attack came, she dropped to her knees and bent backward, the rock-covered arm swinging harmlessly overhead

Yami had an opportunity that she had to take advantage of. A missed attack like that would likely throw her opponent off balance, especially with the added weight of the rocks. Yami looked up.

She was under Enya's arm, for the moment. In another moment, the momentum of the missed attack would carry Enya out of reach.

A weak spot. Right under the armpit. A pressure point that would cause searing pain with the right strike. A point where any chi-blocker would be trained to strike. Yami may not have been a trained chi-blocker, but she'd hurt herself enough to know where the weak points on the human body were.

Pushing up with a quick burst of fire through her knees for extra power, Yami aimed to punch Enya right on that pressure point under her arm.

Power:

Random number (1,100) :

63

Accuracy:

Random number (1,10) :

9

Enya allowed the sandstorm to lighten as Yami came for her.

She used her fire to force herself through the air and slam her fist into Enya's face.

Enya smirked.

She side skirted the fist, grabbed Yami's arm, flipped, twisted and spun her, then sent her flying across the arena using her own force against her, slamming her into the wall.

Enya then continued the sandstorm, making it heavier.

She moved, cloaking herself with the sand.

She covered her fists in a heavy ball of sand, and appeared before Yami, aiming to slam them down into her chest.

Attack Accuracy

Random number (1,10) :

7

Attack Strength

Random number (1,100) :

17