Tyson VS Twilight

Tyson breathed heavily after the throw. He had no more energy for his perma-ice, and he only had hi dual frost khopesh, while the chunk of ice just slid away after Twilight had been hit. But Dustin had already dashed ahead before Tyson could think to himself, 'This isn't his fight. I should be protecting him...'.

Tyson wasn't going to let Dustin be seriously injured over something as petty as "insanity". He gripped both khopesh, and then ran towards Twilight while managing to pass Dustin on the way. This was Tyson's redemption, and he took it, slashing at Twilight in a duel of claw to khopesh.

(Assuming Dustin stopped when Tyson ran forward, otherwise they might be stumbling over each other depending on how fast both of them are running towards the same person.)

Twilight brought a claw up to block Tyson's slash at him, pushing his khopesh back as best he could. He opened his mouth, letting a ball of darkness materialize in front of it and shoot off at Tyson. It would be very hard to dodge that at such a close distance, and it was easier for him to conjure energy based attacks at this moment rather than attack him physically. Twilight desperately wanted to get back, wanted to get farther away so he wouldn't be in such a tight spot- but they had him pinned as far as he was concerned.

Dustin stopped when Tyson rushed right past him. He was wondering why, until he realize something. "I fought Twilight for a while now. I should let Tyson have a chance. After all, he did start the fight with the guy we're facing." He said.


He then kept his sword out, and watches. Then he calls out to Tyson. "Hey, buddy! If you need to catch your breathe during this, just yell "switch" so I can fight while you catch your breathe, all right?"

Upon seeing the ball of darkness materialize in Twilight's mouth, Tyson only managed to bring up his other khopesh to shield himself from some of the damage. Otherwise, he was thrown back a few feet before skidding, and launching back to him again. Overhearing Dustin's words, he had no time to respond. He was more focused on the fight, but kept in mind that Dustin was going to help soon.

At least Dustin would be safe for now. But what if Twilight went after him..? Tyson kept slashing and defending, waiting to tire Twilight out. Speaking of defending... where had Blizzard gone?

As Tyson ran back to clash with him again, Twilight shot off a dark blade to meet him halfway, using that to clash with him as opposed to using his claws. It didn't save him too much energy due to having to control the dark blade anyway, but it kept Tyson at a distance he was moderately okay with. This wasn't going too well for him, but he had too much pride to just run away and call it a day- especially to two children. 

He watched the dark blade, not sure if it could hold form for too much longer so he got ready to guard against Tyson's onslaught again. He could feel himself wearing out, but he wouldn't give in. Never, never, not in a million years.

Dustin watches as both Tyson and Twilight clashed while Dustin catches his breathe after all the fighting. He had a fighting spirit in him and he knows that if Twilight doesn't give up now, Dustin won't give up as well.

Dustin finds a place to rest for a bit, but stays standing in case he needs to help Tyson, as he thought to himself, "Phew....this guy's tough....VERY tough. We never fought anybody like him before. I bet Tyson is thinking where Blizzard has gone, but speaking of Blizzard.....where did Flame go?"

Tyson kept his focus on the dark blade as he slashed and defended the puppet of darkness, ever so slightly pushing forwards back towards Twilight. He had to get closer, and it was much more effective for Tyson to gather more of his energy to hopefully create more ice. So far, Tyson was okay as far as damage, both ends. He ducked and dodges as he hacked and slashed his way towards Twilight, against the blade of darkness.

This never would've happened if these two weren't such insufferable brats. Twilight held his arms out, shoot another small blast of darkness towards Tyson. This one wasn't big though. He couldn't let the fox get any closer though, Twilight wasn't exactly sure how much longer he could keep this fighting up- especially in a physical clash. They were both fighting hard, that's for sure, but if the kitsune could just get a boost in negativity... then perhaps he would still have a chance when Tyson made it over here.

Dustin was still watching the fight, wondering where both Flame and Blizzard have gone off to. He was still waiting just in case to help out Tyson. He then thinks, "I wonder if I can whistle for Flame, he then might come." He then whistles, and on cue, Flame luckily arrives. "Phew....good thing he could hear that." he says.

Tyson didn't want to get too cocky and hold out the rest of the fight on his own, though it wasn't Dustin's place to fight. But Tyson would soon get tired of defending himself against a simple blade of darkness if he didn't back out quickly.

He took the chance, and looked back for the shortest moment, shouting "Switch!", and took a fairly large leap backwards to keep himself distanced from the blade. He only hoped Dustin wouldn't overdo anything.

Twilight used that opportunity to shoot another blast of darkness towards Tyson, hoping that while he was in the motion of jumping he'd be unable to defend himself. What a rat. Switching out to his friend like that, this was their fight, not his friend's fight! Seeing him back out like that, in such a cowardly way, it made Twilight incredibly angry. The darkness around him flared up again, he found his energy in his anger... And that would hopefully benefit him.

Dustin noticed the blast of darkness fired at Tyson after he heard "switch", so Dustin jumped it and took the blast, which send him flying back. Dusty then recovered as he skids across the ground on his feet and stops. "Phew....that took a punch there." he thought. He then dashed back, then using his fire, he gave himself an extra boost of speed, when he then slashed Twilight. He knew this was Tyson's fight, but he also knew that Tyson was going to need some help. So, as long Dustin doesn't overdo it, he would let Tyson finish it off.

Tyson took a minute to catch his breath, regain his stamina, but then realized that was a big mistake he made. Switching out seemed to anger Twilight, to the point where he was getting the boost of darkness that he needed. And Tyson wasn't sure whether Dustin could hold out anyways...

Dustin had already charged towards Twilight, and Tyson's first impulse was to defend Dustin. So he ran towards Twilight as well. Though he was a bit behind, Tyson aimed for a slash across Twilight's chest, and if it didn't connect, it could at least serve as a counter-attack to defend Dustin if he needed it.

Twilight watched as the two charged towards him, starting to feel renewed with his own anger as it began to replenish the energy he had lost. In the heat of battle, yes, this is how it should feel. 

Absolute negativity is something that only comes from a battle. 

The will to protect each other, the need to be there for each other, it only comes with the added nervousness that perhaps one another will get seriously injured. 
The anger they feel towards their opponents, the aggressiveness they build up with every swing, it all feeds into him- into this power. 

Suddenly, Twilight sunk back into the ground and into one of their shadows as the swords began to swing towards him. It was hard to keep this form when the shadows were dimmed due to the lack of light to create them- so he popped out of the shadows right behind them, ascending with a spinning kick towards both of them as he did not know who he was closest too. His first guess was Tyson, who was already weakened from the battle so far. Whether he hits one or both, getting another hit in would further his chances of victory... and against two people, as well. What a sweet deal.

Dustin missed when Twilight sunk into the ground. He then noticed his and Tyson's shadow on the ground due to the light from the fire. Then he made it dim as the shadows looked like it faded. That's where an idea hit him. "If I don't use anymore fire, then he wouldn't have any shadows to hide in." he thought to himself.

He looked behind and noticed Twilight about to kick him. The kick was really close to Dustin as it about to him him. He doesn't have enough speed to avoid it, so he hopes Tyson can avoid the attack coming towards Dustin and defend him in time.

Tyson had even less time to react, being that he was now closer to Twilight, and unfortunately had been attacked first. Receiving the blow to the back, he flipped forwards and landed on his back. He swore he heard something crack in his chest area but found out that now wasn't the time to worry about that- Dustin may have already gotten hit. He looked up, and now with that thought planted in his head, his hands balled up into fists, and a snake-like trail of ice had swiftly made it's way across the ground from the heels of Tyson's feet, and hopefully under Twilight, where the jagged line of ice would rise up quickly into two sharp icicles, aiming for Twilight's feet.

Twilight flipped back on his feet and away from the icicle spikes, jumping into the air so that they wouldn't be able to get him from the ground like that again. Once he was flying, he kept his distance by shooting a few condensed balls of darkness at them to see how they would react to it. As much as he wanted to continue the fight up close and personal, it would be a challenge with the two of them still trying to get at him. He just decided to try and toy with them now, perhaps they would give up somewhere in between.

Twilight directed his gaze to Tyson as the darkness swirling around him got thicker. The anger the fox was experiencing only made him stronger. While his left arm was still out of commission, a high boost in power like that would be more than beneficial to him if he continues to fight any longer. For Tyson and Dustin, however, it might be a problem.

Dustin landed on his feet after he was kicked in the air and luckily near Tyson. He had an idea going through his head as he looked at Tyson.

"Tyson...I think getting angry isn't going to help. You need to calm down and stay focused." he said.

He then hops to the side, just in case Tyson was going to go for an attack on Twilight. He gets in a stance, thinking on how he's going to fight without using a lot of fire to give Twilight an advantage.

Dustin was right, and Tyson knew that. Though easier said than done, he took three seconds to at least loose some of the anger that he didn't realize he had before. One deep breath. Inhale, exhale. Tyson's mind became clearer, and some if not all of the anger had just vanished. He was more focused.

Focused just in time to realize the balls of darkness headed towards him. But instead of moving backwards, he ran forwards, sliding under the first ball of darkness. Getting back on his feet, and with no time to worry about Dustin, he then skidded until he was a few feet from the first two icicles. Tyson turned his body to the left, and kicked one of the icicles clean off of it's thin foundation, the tip now hurtling towards the right of Twilight's body.

Twilight began to move out of the way, the icicle barely managing to hit his right side. It slightly tore through his coat, cutting through his skin and leaking more of that black oily substance out before Twilight managed to cover it up with dark energy to prevent that. 

Seeing as how Tyson was more focused on the battle, it would be hard to get an easy hit on him. Twilight quickly flew over towards Dustin until he was above him, sending two dark blades his way. He figured he would take advantage of the thinking that Dustin was obviously doing. In the heat of battle, having to think about a move you make at length could be the difference between winning and losing.

Dustin looked up and dodges both, but one managed to nick his right leg, cutting the skin open, as Dustin yelped in pain. "AGH!!! I needed that leg...." he said to himself. He then looked at Twilight, saying "...you're gonna pay for that..."

Dustin now realized that his leg is now no longer used in battle because of the injury, so he called for Flame. Flame is with Blizzard far away, so Flame runs towards Dustin, but it would take a while. Dustin then looked at Tyson, depending on Tyson that he can defend Dustin until Flame arrives.

Tyson kept his focus on Twilight, and ran right after him as soon as he started moving towards Dustin. Part of him knew Dustin was going to get hit at least once, so the second time would be a time to defend. Extending his right arm out towards Twilight, deformed spheres of ice had formed in front of his palm, and were shot towards Twilight to distract him, maybe intercept one of his attacks. Four of them were shot, to be exact, and two of them aimed for Twilight's legs.

At this, Twilight summoned a line of dark blades using his renewed energy. Four dark blades lined up horizontally along his body, and he shot them out- two towards Dustin and two towards Tyson. The ones flying towards Tyson collided with two of the balls of ice, smashing against them before dissipating into nothingness. Twilight then ducked under the last two deformed chunks of ice that were flying towards him. Not even he was sure how much longer he could keep this going, especially if the two called their filthy animals to their side. 

Twilight flew out further, trying to keep a good eye on both of them. It was exceptionally difficult to do. Two enemies, potentially four enemies. He was outnumbered in every way, the only way he could match up is because they usually came at him one at a time... But when they attacked in pairs, it was harder to keep up without the use of his shadow sneaking.

Dustin noticed the two dark blades coming at him, and luckily, he still had that good non-injured leg and he used it to avoid the dark blades coming at him. He knew he may be at a disadvantage after having an injured leg.

Dustin was now thinking as Flame was running toward the three. "I hope Flame gets here soon..." he thought to himself. He then has a grip of his sword to defend himself just in case if Tyson can't block the attacks that were heading towards Dustin in time.

At that point, Tyson would have chucked one of his khopesh at the blades, but Dustin had managed to avoid it, despite how painful it must have been just for Dustin to move the injured leg. And while Dustin's husky was on his way, Tyson wasn't sure if he would have to fight alone. If that was the case, he'd have to end this quickly.

He turned his body and skidded a few feet, and once no longer in motion, three long icicles had jabbed themselves upwards in front of Tyson's feet for his use. The ones that had already been made before hand, near that trail of ice, were gone. Tyson shot one last sphere of ice at Twilight, aiming for his chest this time, thought he'd probably regret using so much after such a small prior break.