The WG Skirmish: Save the Slave Auctioneer?!

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WG Skirmish:
Save the Slave Auctioneer?!

The massive mangrove tree bore roots to serve as the small island in Grove 1. The ground was solid, the temperature sweet, and the air clean. Bubbles rose from the ground, swaying in the gentle breeze until they ruptured in the sky. On this day, the gentle breeze was in uproar. Dozens of Marines flooded Grove 1.

Hours later, the commotion in Grove 1 had settled. The Human Auctioning House had been raided. Slaves freed. People saved. Money confiscated. The Liutenant-led expedition had made a definite blow to the Underworld trafficking scheme by capturing one of their forerunners: Rando. Most Marines had left. Only a dozen remained, leading the main culprit out the front door.

Two fodder marines led Rando out the door. The man kicking and screaming obscenities as he went.

[Rando] "You fools don't know who you are dealing with! I have divine protection! You hear me?! DIVINE!"
[Rando] "TAKE YOUR HANDS OFF ME!!"
As if invoking divine protection with those words, a figure appeared behind a rising bubble, barring the Marine's path. The bubble floated up and popped, showing the tall 12 foot creature. Long wild black hair fluttered in the wind, revealing the figure's face. A shadow trim around his eyes and over the eyelids in crimson color gave a perplexing sight. A thick X scar was on the figure's left cheek. Covered in red fur but-for the chest, and a tail wrapped around his waist, the figure was not human. A blue waistband hung above the loose fighting yellow trousers of the man, and a black suit was worn over his shoulder. A Humandrill.

Cipher Pol Agent
Sun Wukong.

[Sun Wukong] "Excuse me, young marine. Cipher Pol will take him from here."

The Humandrill gave no other explanation. This was indeed the Marine's expedition. Yet, Cipher Pol intervened. Why? On whose orders? Was it to preserve the Auction System for the Celestial Dragons? Or did Cipher Pol have their hands in the Underworld? How would the Marines respond?

STATISTICS
26
x 5 = 130
Race

Strength: 41 (33 + 8)
Agility: 41 (37 + 4)
Movement: 41
Reaction: 41
Vitality: 37 x2 (29 + 8)
Durability: 41
Stamina: 33
Haki: 0 x2
Armaments: 0
Precognition: 0
Martial Arts: 31 x2 (25 + 6)
Rokushiki: 41
Mimicry: 21
Mind: 0 (6 - 6)


Professions:
Stealth: *
Physiology: *


 
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The sun shone down the sky blue waters of Grand Line. Hovering seagulls could be seen mid-air as they gently flirted with the wind, shifting their wings from widespread to flapping them rapidly. Above, you'd see fine clouds that barely stayed intact as they were easily dispersed.

Afloat the sea was a Marine ship smaller than the standard ones. It had a notable Marines marking and seagull logo on its foresail spritsail. On the topsail, it had the name of the shipowner. The sails are knotted tightly around the ship's two masts. While it did not have any special features, it had an unusual color scheme. The top half of the hull was shared by horizontal fillings of black and pink. The deckhouse was more baby as baby pink and all the railings were as pure white as the panty Lt. Commander Fubuki of the 199th Branch, the commander of the vessel was wearing.

Standing straight and arms crossed on the ship bow was the slim and curvaceous lady Fubuki. As her chin-length hair fluttered with the wind, her dark green hair matches the sight she was seeing from a half kilometers apart. Tall mangroves flushing into her sight as the bubbles floating around danced with grace as the sparkle of the sun beamed through it. Facing the mirror once more, she somewhat fixed her dark green form-fitting dress, thigh-high black boots, and several necklaces. At last, wrapping herself inside her long white fur marine coat, justice hand-stiched at its back.

"Lady Fubuki, we are now here the Mangrove 1.", an ensign said.

"Very well! I shall take it from here.", she responded.

Minutes of walking, an unexpected turn of events unravel to her arrival. A monkey-like creature emerged in her very eyes, planning to take over the mission designed for her by the Captain. "Excuse me Mister!" she called him out. "Looks like we are having a little misunderstanding here. Who are you to command my comrades to abandon their post?", she asked, glaring at the man and raising her left eyebrow.

Statistics
Level: 27 x 5 = 135

Strength: 26 + 4 = 30
Speed: 37 + 4 = 41
- Movement Speed: 41
- Reaction Speed: 41
Vitality: 37 + 4 = 41
- Stamina: 41
- Durability: 41
Martial Arts: 115 + 6 = 21
- Rokushiki: 42
Mind: 21 x 2
- Musicianship: 42

Forms:
  • Rankyuaku
  • Shigan
  • Soru
  • Tekkai
Clarinet Death Barrel
Fubuki imbues her clarinet with Busoshoku Haki, turning it pure black, incredibly hard, and sealing the tone holes so that only the bell hole will be the passage of a devastating sound wave projectile that explodes in contact.
DPR: S (81 Musicianship, 81 Armament Haki)

Bass Line
Fubuki combines Rokushiki and Musicianship to release a single compressed sound bullet that strikes down an opponent by thrusting her clarinet forwards.
DPR: C (11 Rokushiki, 11 Musicianship, 21 strength)
DPR: B (31 Rokushiki, 31 Musicianship, 41 strength)

Alto Strike
Fubuki combines Rokushiki and Musicianship to release dozens of compressed sound bullets that strike down an opponent by thrusting her clarinet forwards.
DPR: B individual, A combined (31 Rokushiki, 31 Musicianship, 41 strength)
DPR: A individual, S combined (51 Rokushiki, 51 Musicianship, 61 strength)

C7 Repulsion
Fubuki played a rapid scale of C7 using her violin, sending out omnidirectional music waves, repelling incoming attacks from any direction.
Defensive, AOE: Reduces DPR of any incoming attacks by the ff:
- 2 for Haki-less
- 1 w/ Haki
(31 Musicianship)

Soprano 1 Slash
Fubuki combines Rokushiki and Musicianship to release a soundwave that slashes the opponents by swinging her Violin Bow across the wind.
DPR: C (11 Rokushiki, 11 Musicianship, 21 strength)
DPR: B (31 Rokushiki, 31 Musicianship, 41 strength)

Soprano 2 Slash Parade
Fubuki combines Rokushiki and Musicianship to release a wave of sonic slashes to the opponents by swinging her Violin Bow across the wind.
DPR: B individual, A combined (31 Rokushiki, 31 Musicianship, 41 strength)
DPR: A individual, S combined (51 Rokushiki, 51 Musicianship, 61 strength)

C20 Hell Scream
Fubuki hits a musical note using her very own vocal cords that are impossible for a normal human nor a musical instrument. It creates a stream of sound almost inescapable that when heard, causing internal bleeding which in turn loses the equilibrium of the victims.
DPR: S (81 Musicianship)
DPR: S+ (100 Musicianship)
  • Violin
  • Bow
  • Clarinet

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WG Skirmish: Ideologies Clash!

The two fodder Marines held Rando in tow. They were to escort him out of the island, but a Humandrill prevented the. Clad in a suit, the Cipher Pol agent demanded the slave auctioneer. Rando began to chuckle, as if the divine power he spoke of came for him. Before the Marines could comply, a Lt. commander intervened.

Sun glanced over at the female Marine. her green attire and Marine coat signifying a rank above these Marines. The Humandrill took a deep sigh, before answering the woman’s question.

[Sun Wukong] "The name is Sun. Cipher Pol."

The Humandrill spoke plainly, his tone rising with each word. His attire was standard for Cipher Pol, and confirmed when the Humandrill rolled up his wristband, showing the symbol of Cipher Pol embedded to his hairy red skin. Sun spoke again, now turning completely to the newcomer. She was more than half his size, so the agent looked down on her.

[Sun Wukong] "Cipher Pol is to take him for interrogation. Orders from the top. Confidential. That’s as much as I can say."
[Sun Wukong] "Failure to respond is a crime against the World Government itself. Tell your men to stand down."
The agent did not mince words. Whether his intentions were a lie or not, the Humandrill asserted the name of the World Government and made his demands.
 
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As the low-ranking marines tried to escort the forerunner, Rando, Sun turned around in response to Fubuki's motion. Politely, he reverted and introduced himself.

The lady marine quickly responded, in a much firmer tone, head held high. "A Cipher Pol Agent? I wonder what involvement an agent has in this commotion. Looks like the bible has not been fully lectured unto you. You do not have a subject here. This is a marine's duty. Also, orders from the top."

Pointing her index finger at two marines beside Rando, she demanded, "You two will assist the subject towards my ship. He is yet to be interrogated about these schemes."

Turning to the CP Agent, "And you Agent Sun. I guess we don't have much to discuss here. I am in the possession of the subpoena."

And with that, she nodded to the other marines in the scene, fazed and confused. Before turning around, "Don't worry too much. You, marines should be well aware of whose orders to follow. Go! Captain Hina is expecting him."

Fubuki turned around and casually walked into the park, thinking, Who does he think he is, pushing his way into this conflict. These Agents have the habit of doing things beyond their tasks.
 
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WG Skirmish: Swift Punishment!
The tension rose as the two exchanged words. One representing hidden interests in Cipher Pol, and another representing visible interests in the Marines. Sun Wukong had given his demands. The Lt. Commander, not yet introducing herself, ordered her men to disregard.

When she turned to leave, she would hear a familiar sound: the rattle of men under siege.

[Sun Wukong] “Shigan....”
Shigan [Third Form]
Description: The Shigan is a close-quarter combat technique, in which the user pushes their finger into a certain target at a very high speed, leaving a wound similar to a bullet wound.
41-60 Mastery: Destructive potency: B
61-80 Mastery: Destructive potency: A
81-100 Mastery: Destructive potency: S
DPS: Strength [41-60: 3. Wall/Tree Level] + C-Rank [+1] = 61-80: 4. Small Building Level
Note: It’s C-rank because Sun is holding back.
If the Lt. Commander would turn, she’s see the large 12 feet Humandrill right in front of the two Marines and Rando, both his hands outstretched. The Pol Agent pulled his fingers out of the left chest cavity of the Marines, and they fell. A swift decisive statement.

Rando, his eyes wide with fear, began to run. He barricaded himself inside the slave auction, shutting the door. With such act of cruelty, even he took refuge. Sun Wukong had turned to the Lieutenan, wiping the blood off his fingers with his handkerchief, speaking with a darker tone.

[Sun Wukong] “My deepest apologies, ma’am. I’m afraid that too much rides on these orders. An act against the World Government must be swiftly dealt with, though it pains my heart so.”
The Humandrill bowed slightly, as if apologizing for his actions. The red crimson surrounding his eyes watered, as if the agent felt for these soldiers. Cipher Pol needed that man alive, the Celestial Dragons needed that man alive for their slavery proclivities. Divine Power. The agent would not be deterred.

The two Marines began to quiver; they were alive.

[Sun Wukong] “Not to worry. I’ve missed their heart cavity. They’ll live, but do need immediate medical attention.”
The agent spoke gently one more, as if trading their quickly fading lives for Rando. The Lieutenant could fight the agent, or save the soldiers.
 
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Fubuki was about to leave the scene when she heard a subtle sound of gasp coming from the nearby marines. Turning around, she couldn't grasp what she had witnessed. This was not something a lawful agent would have done.

Seeing her comrades quivered, wounded, she narrowed her eyes and expressed her disapproval for what unfolded. She confronted Sun, "What exactly did you do? This is an obstruction! I can't allow you to do that before my eyes!"

Shifting to her allies, she ordered them to look after the two fodders and asked them get immediate aid and get off the scene. Before sending them away, she drew violin from her holster wrapped around her waist including its bow. Closing her eyes, she placed the instrument on her left shoulder and began to play an enthusiastic march to keep her allies' spirits high. Seeing them willing to do their tasks better than ever, she swiftly shifted the notes to a more radical stanza, rubbing the strings of the violin faster against the thread of the bow. The second song is designed to harm whoever listened to it.

March (requires 41 musicianship mastery, acoustic instrument) a piece of music with a strong regular rhythm that is associated with battle.
-Gives strength buff in battle. Buff is mastery/10. If the user has 100 mastery then the buff to allies is +10 strength. AoE is 10 meters (33 feet).
[outside of battle]
-Makes allies enthusiastic. Allies who are enthusiastic will perform their job +5% better.
ex: a doctor who is enthusiastic with 50 medicine mastery will provide -30% recovery time (25% + 5%)(does not stack with happy or passionate).

Rock (requires 21 musicianship mastery, acoustic or electric instrument): a piece of music with strong will, typically loud music expressing romance, adventure or revolt.
- An attack in the form of sound waves! Nearly inescapable. Destructive potency scales off of musicianship. AoE is 5 meters (16 feet). Close range of 5 meter radius or 16 ft (DPR: D)

DPR: Tier 3.
 
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WG Skirmish: Swift Punishment!
The line had been drawn plain across the sand. The ever conflicted World Government spilt into ideologies, clashed in Grove 1. The Luitenant Commander, enraged, ordered her other lackeys to rescue the fallen. Sun did not move her eyes from Fubiki’s own as they picked up the marines.

There was not much to say. The tension-filled silence was broken with a song. A beautiful melody echoed through Grove 1. Sun chuckled, before he took a step forward, teeth grinding.

[Sun Wukong] “What...?”

The words escaped the Humandrill. His right knee hit ground and Sun grabbed his chest in pain. The Humandrill felt something in his mouth. With a gargle and a spit, blood was spat. The music began to wane. Sun Wukong felt it; the musical shockwaves finally left his body.

Note: I’m going off the new DPS from the latest patch, where Dura got a boost over attack (See link). I believe the below is correct, but with all the constant changes, who knows. Let me know if I’m reading it wrong and I’ll edit.

Attack: 41-60: 3. Wall/Tree Level - Durability: 41-60: 3. Large Building Level.

DPR 2 or more below dura: Not very effective

Sun Wuokong coughed as he got up. He painted, until a deep breath brought him back. The Humandrill chuckled, drawing his own weapon of choice strapped to his back: Sarutobi. A long wooden pole colored black with it’s handle in the middle colored lavender, almost as long as Sun Wukong himself. Sun whirled it like a baton before speakingl
[Sun Wukong] “A dangerous one, are we? Don’t know what kind of magic you wield, but you won’t catch me with the same again. ”
[Sun Wukong] “Out of line. Out of time. I don’t know what drives your ‘sense of justice’, but I can assure you... it does not exceed mine!”

With a shout and a more sadistic face, Sun Wukong launched forward towards Fubuki. His words suggested he had a ‘sense of justice’, a reason for his actions. Even though it harmed the soldiers. Laid bare at the gauntlet of battle, the agent intended to finish his mission, Leuitenant Commander and all.

The muscles of the Monkey King bulged, leaving his right arm trailing behind him with Sarutobi pole in tow. To an onlooker, he would seem like a wild animal at charge. Upon closing the gap and reaching four meters from Fubuki, Sun Wikong brought Sarutobi over his head in a downward swing, straight towards the ground.

Even to an onlooker, Sarutobi was far too short to hit Fubuki from that distance. Indeed, the pole hit the ground a few feet from Fubuki. The force of the strike would cause the ground to shake wildly.

A set-up, Sun Wukong used the force of the pole hitting the ground to vault over it with a flip, and over Fubuki, pulling the pole from the ground in the flip and bringing swinging down again. This time the mark was on point, straight to Fubuki’s upper chest in a downward fashion. Should Fubuki dodge, Sun would perform a Geppou to launch himself at her mid-air to re-aim the strike. A feint, the first was made to de-stabilize her footing for the follow-up attack.

A wild animal with convictions clashed with the Lieutenant’s own. A WG Skirmish.

DPA: 41-60: 3. Wall/Tree Level + 0 (unnamed attack) = 41-60: 3. Wall/Tree Level
 
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There was a brief moment of silence as the two stood off. But it was shortly cut when Fubuki dismissed some of her comrade to assist the injured. She played her violin to give them the power to move their trembling feet. Progression of notes began to escalate when the Lt. intentionally cast a violent piece. Sun heard the stanza and lied down on his knees, coughing blood as the aftermath.

"Hmpf!", the marine musician smirked. Seeing how the agent quickly fell on to it, she turned to the remaining 4 officers who were in awe with what they'd seen. Nodding them to follow her lead and chase the escapee, Rando. She packed away her viloin but was still holding her bow, and then tossing her marine coat to another officer to hold it for her.

As Fubuki turned around, she heard footsteps rapidly approaching her location. "Lt!!!!! Think fast!!", yelled the other officer at the scene.

Fubuki turned around and quickly, she saw the sprinting Humandrill launching himself with his pole, attacking the gorgeous marine with all his might! It was too late to retract. The marine underestimated the opponent.



And with a single downward strike, the lady marine was hit badly on her back. "Kyaaaaaaaaaa!!!", she roared in pain. She could feel the pole rubbing hard against her back, ripping not only her clothes but her tender skin. She could smell the fresh blood dripping off her own. And she fell on her knees. She turned around to the attacker. Her eyes blazing with emeber, overpowering her tropical eyes. Grinding her teeth with extreme pressure. "You imbecile!"

I-i-i-i-i con-cede
Joke...

"How dare you touch my skin like that?! I won't forgive you!" Still holding on to her bow, she swiftly pressed her left palm against the ground, dashing away to gain some distance. In the process, she swung her bow across the air and cut through it, punching out an air compressed slash towards the agent. The ground crackled by how low the projectile was moving, plowing the soil itself off the mantle. Whistling sound accompanied the tempest.

Soprano 1 Slash
Fubuki combines Rokushiki and Musicianship to release a soundwave that slashes the opponents by swinging her Violin Bow across the wind.
DPR: C (11 Rokushiki, 11 Musicianship, 21 strength)

41-60: 3. Wall/Tree Level + 1
61-80: 4. Small Building Level
 
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WG Skirmish: Swift Punishment!

Sun funding the target, the Lt. bellowed. she had moved back, ordered the remaining Marines to collect Rand, and once again played a melody. This time, Sun was attentive. From Fubuki air attacks came, and Sun began to flip back dexterously.

Flipping, side-stepping, and using his pole to parry, Sun managed to escape. Some slashes cut the side of his cheek and left arm, but luckily shallow ones. Sun hadn’t figured out the timing of her music attacks, but like a Humandrill would, he was quickly learning; it was his specialty after all.

The Humandrill did not stop back flipping and putting more distance between them. Sun kept moving until he reached the Slave Auction House where Rando was. With a strike of his pole at the top of the front door, the latter collapsed. Sun essentially trapped Rando inside, and at the same time blocked the fodder Marines from getting inside to capture him.

[Sun Wukong] “They touch my mission, I will not hold back as I did with the last.”

A threat. He would have her men stand down. Sun dashed towards Fubuki, lettting his pole trail behind him, ripping the floor as it went.
 
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Fubuki was hurt and so was the agent but not to an extreme degree. She held her back, pressed the wound firmly to occlude the bleeding. Seeing the enemy backflip several times, she chased him until the former reached Rando's location. Ramming through the door, he was able to entrap him. Threatening her companions, Fubuki halted for a while.

"And I shall not tolerate your corrupted mind. You harm my comrades, and I won't hesitate to implement justice!", she responded in a rising tone.

Sun dashed forth with his pole held backwards in his outstretched arm. Fubuki won't allow submitting to his own volition. She would retaliate. Quickly, the marine would punch herself across the foe. Her violin bow was held across her chest with her right hand, ready to ward off the other.

"Get Rando! Now! I will take care of him!"
 
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WG Skirmish: Desperate Measures!
The woman ordered her men to not be dissuaded. A smart move. They’d have to dig through the rubble to get inside, but they would. The agent bought himself some time, though time was wanting as the battle progressed. Even Fubuki could see the look of desperation grow in the agent’s face.

As Sun approached, Fubuki punched her face, while putting up her violin to block. This did not deter Sun, though it was fiercely odd. Instead, it pushed him further. Upon a few feet, Sun brought the pole that dragged behind him forward, dragging it, tearing the ground. This caused the earth to rise, for dirt to shoot towards Fubuki intent on her eyes, cloacking Sun.

Sun had immediately utilized Soru to ”disappear from his position”. The Humandrill appeared diagonally behind her right in a crouched position, pole cocked back and muscles bulged.

[Sun Wukong] “Shigan: Cue!”
Shigan Cue
Requirements: 41 Rokushiki, 41 Strength
Description: In this attack, the user uses his blunt staff in the same way a finger is normally used in Shigan.
DPS: B

DPA: [Strength] 41-60: 3. Wall/Tree Level + 2 [B Rank attack] = 81-100: 5. Large Building Level
Lunging the pole forward with both hands, Sun used the speed of Shigan to make it akin a gun. With it’s size, it’d cover a substantial part of Fubuki’s body. The target was her back, right where Sun had hit before, strong enough to collapse a large building. If she had any more musical instruments strapped to her back, he’d aim to break them.

A desperate attack, Sun used the dirt to shield his subsequent movement. His eyes flashed with memories of a cold shrill voice calling out to him, ages past. Though one that would haunt him; his conviction for his sense of justice.
 
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Fubuki was able to deflect the attack and pushed the opponent slightly backward; albeit, it seemed purposely orchestrated. As he dashed away facing Fubuki, he plowed the ground using his weapon, leaving dust in its wake. "?!!"

The lady marine didn't become a Lieutenant magically. She trained hard each day, surpassing all the ensigns in her batch. Being held as the most outstanding marine the previous year, she had already gained respect, feat, and honor for her contribution to the organizations. She'd seen more like this. He would attack again! she quickly realized.

And as the Humandrill Agent capitalized on his hand-made dust, being a musician gave the benefit of fine hearing; she would hear it's movement although dull. With that, she harnessed her violin in a swift motion and played a rapid scale of high notes even without putting the instrument on her injured shoulder.

The melody was not as destructive as the previous attack but it intends to fend off all attacks from any directions and repel the user away.

"C7 Repulsion!"

If the defense was successful, Fubuki would follow the technique with an offensive. She would toss the violin bow a little above her head, draw the jet black metallic clarinet off her left waist before thrusting it towards the chest of Sun to launch a bullet made of combined sonic wave and compressed-air. A technique she crafted to honor both Music and Rokushiki!

"Rokushiki No Seika! Bass Line!!!"

C7 Repulsion
Fubuki played a rapid scale of C7 using her violin, sending out omnidirectional music waves, repelling incoming attacks from any direction.
Defensive, AOE: Reduces DPR of any incoming attacks by the ff:
- 2 for Haki-less
- 1 w/ Haki
(31 Musicianship)
Deducting 2 DPR from Sun's Attack

Bass Line

Fubuki combines Rokushiki and Musicianship to release a single compressed sound bullet that strikes down an opponent by thrusting her clarinet forwards.
DPR: C (11 Rokushiki, 11 Musicianship, 21 strength)

DPR: Tier 4
 
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WG Skirmish: The Resolve!

The Humandrill, in desperation, used his pole to perform a Shigan. A sound wave was played, reducing the effectiveness of the Shigan Cue. We assume, but not decide, that the pole continued on with whatever strength remained after being dulled by the defensive maneuver.

Sun was not deterred, he pushed off his lead foot and got closer, but he was not expecting a follow-up attack. A musical chord gave Fubuki’s attack away. However, Sun was too close to dodge.

[Sun Wukong] “Shit! TEKKAI!”


Tekkai [Fourth Form]
Description: The Tekkai hardens the users' muscles to the level of iron, in order to nullify damage taken from attacks. The user hardens their body, increasing Durability by Mastery/5.

Durability = 41 + 8 (41 / 5 = 8.2) = 49 Durability

Attack: 61-80: 4. Small Building Level vs. Durability: 41-60: 3. Large Building Level.
DPR 1 below dura: somewhat effective
Muscles hardened to the level of iron, Sun stood clad still as the sonic bullet hit his chest. He was right in front of Fubuki now. Immediately, Sun’s eyes quivered. The woman’s attack pushed through his newfound level of durability. Hardening his muscles perhaps saved his vital organs, but damage was done. Sun took a knee and coughed blood. She had landed an important hit.

While nowhere near acting, Sun took advantage of his position; being right in front of Fubuki, on his knees and appearing down for the count, while Fubuki’s clarinet was outreached in front of her due to her attack. Like a snake, the agent’s tail sprung up and attempted to wrap around the clarinet. With a yank and a jump backwards with his superior strength, Sun intended to take the musical instrument from her; one of the sources of her power.

The agent landed, breathing heavily, gaining composure for the next round; he was not one to give up on a mission.
 
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Fubuki successfully nullified the agent's Shigan, albeit some residue did a sting on her sensitive and injured left shoulder and upper left back. Grunting, he progressed to launch her follow up attack and landed the sonic-based bullet on Sun's chest, sending him on his knee but it wasn't decisive just yet.

Quickly, the Cipher Pol went for her clarinet by wrapping it around his tail, a disarming method she didn't anticipate. He succeeded! "?!!"

But at this point, the bow that she tossed above her was already falling down. Swiftly as she could, she grabbed the weapon as she stood against the other. "As expected from a Cipher Pol. You're a little cute, aren't you?"

Back to the remaining 4 marine fodders. "Quickly! Dig further down until these rubble is cleared."
 
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WG Skirmish: Race Against Time!

The Humandrill finally stood. He glared at the Lieutenant as he caught his breath. Blood from his chest made Sun’s chest even more crimson red. The agent was not deterred. The man rested the pole on his shoulder and took the clarinet with both hands. In a statement, the Humandrill snapped it into two pieces. He then tossed it into the distance.

A statement. The agent was not going anywhere. Yet, with the marines digging, this was not a fight against Fubuki, but a race against time.

This made the Humandrill’s next actions odd. Sun began to calmly walk against Fubuki, speaking as he went, pole in hand.

[Sun Wukong] “I am curious, m’lady. What is your sense of justice? You harbor not the normal stench of a Marine. Your strength rises in the face of danger.”

[Sun Wukong] “What drives you?”

Sun spoke softly, almost undeterred by the implications of the battle. The agent grew closer as he walked and talked.

His intent was to distract Fubuki to get closer to her. Watching her fight, she was clearly a mid-long range fighter. If Sun could get close to her, and break her violin, presumably her final instrument, he would have the upper hand, or so he thought.
 
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The lady marine realized that the agent was as equally tired and burnt as she was, albeit the latter would not display this decline. She is stubborn, proud, and act as a symbol of inspiration to others. And more importantly --

Sun destroyed her steel-made clarinet. It showed how strong the opponent was. She didn't muster a minuscule care nor utter words to describe her feelings. And as the humandrill closed in, words were spoken; harnessing her sense of justice.

"Justice is the foundation of a civilised society and without it, we are bound by conflict. There's a reason why the system is symbolized by a blindfolded woman. We hold up the rule of law and the ideal of justice as being blind to social status, wealth or anything else. Rando, he shall be tried fairly and implement the reflection of his crime. Let them be done by as they do and teach the nation to do as you would be done by.", pointing the tip of her bow to the approaching agent.

-- her sense of justice is equality and fainess. It's humane.
 
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WG Skirmish: Race Against Time!

The Humandrill listened to the marine intently. He continued walking as she spoke, getting closer and closer. The gap growing narrow. His right eyebrow raised upon her last words, them raised over the red crimson surrounding his eyes as intrigue.

[Sun Wukong] “Quaint. But then, who is the judge, the jury, and the executioner? What if they are not blind? What if they are simply... human? We Humandrills can see farther into your true nature because we mimic your true selves. Blind? Fair? Keh!”
In the tone of his voice, the Marine would realize Sun spoke from experience with humans. But then, what was his purpose, his sense of justice? Cipher Pol was a side of the same coin.

Sun kept walking as he spoke. He dragged his tail on the ground, the tip collecting the Saboday sticky muddy resin. As he walked and spoke, Sun’s tail put the resin inside his ears, plopped inside with his hairy fingers.

Wooden pole now held with his tail, arms flexed as he spoke once more, Sun’s knees bent and at the ready. This was it. He was now close-range, Sun believing she could not outrun him adequately at this range. Neither could he. It would be a glorious round.

Words crackled with conviction and aplomb.
[Sun Wukong] “Humans are capable of darkness you cannot begin to fathom. We can only hope to contain it... by any means necessary.”
With that last word, as if a starting gun went off, Sun pushed off his lead foot. He zig-zagged to confuse her and cocked his right arm back in a punch. Suddenly, and without warning, the cocked arm came towards Fubuki at Soru-speeds. Indeed, the Humandrill used a variation of Soru with his arm only, trying to catch her off-guard.

Sun aimed his closed fist at Fubuki’s upper chest with all his might. Sun would follow up with another one, for a total of two Yaiba punches.

[Sun Wukong] “YAIBA!!!”
Yaiba
Requirements: 41 Rokushiki, 41 Strength, 41 Movement
Description: Literally meaning “Blade”. A variation of Soru in which the user performs said high-speed movement with only their hand or leg, instead of their whole body. By hitting the air ten times in the blink of an eye with his elbow, the user launches his arm in a punching maneuver in the blink of an eye, much like Luffy's Gear Second's Jet Attacks.
DPS: B

DPA: [Strength] 41-60: 3. Wall/Tree Level + 2 [B Rank attack] = 81-100: 5. Large Building Level

Resourceful as an agent would be, the resin on his ears would make him deaf. A potentially dangerous implication for a fighter. Yet, fighting someone whose music spelled doom, the agent took the chance that it would instead be fruitful.

One way or another, this would be the final round.
 
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The agent walked closer and closer as Fubuki stated her sense of justice. And as she concluded, the other rebutted. The lady marine flicked the tail of her hair in conjunction with her skeptical eyes. Raising her right eyebrow as well, she responded.

"Humans are bound with darkness. They are free-spirited. They feel that they are entitled. They think that they are above all. They are wrong. I have known and studied the psychology of humankind and most of them lack humanity. That's why light coincides with darkness to guide them to the right path. I, too shall guide you to rectify your own philosophy in life."

Looking at Sun while he prepared his stance, she further continued, "if you think that punishment would allow yourself to bring forth triumph, so be it."

Fubuki got on her fighting stance for the first time while dropping both her violin and bow. She's now bare-handed. Albeit, the speed of the Humandrill increased significantly as he invoked Soru, the Lieutenant was still capable of reading his movements. She had been exposed to many of these during the training. She is a MARINE! And as her nemesis progressed, she would quickly use the same movement enhancement technique to dash a little to the right before attempting to land a decisive blow onto the left rib of Sun using her mere index finger.

"Soru!! Shigan!!"

Basic Soru
Requirements:
11 Mastery, 21 Movement Speed.
Description: The user's movement speed is increased by Mastery/5.
11-40 mastery: 3 turn cool down
Basic Shigan
Requirements:
11 Mastery, 21 Strength.
11-40 Mastery: Destructive potency: C
41-60: 3. Wall/Tree Level
 
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WG Skirmish: Last Stand!

Putting convictions on the line, the two warriors met once more in glorious battle. Rafiki pushed and closed the gap. Deaf, but with conviction, he attacked. The woman blurred, performing the classic Soru to evade and came from Sun’s side.

While Sun missed, he kept up with her movement. He had turned to her, though it was too late. The finger of the woman entered his side, towards his rib cage. There was silence. Blood was coughed on her, pouring from zsun’s mouth. A shadow enveloped the Humandrill’s face, until a grin flashed white.

As a retort, Sun used his left hand to grab her outreaches hand by the elbow. His hand so massive it covered it like a pencil. Likewise, his right hand, aimed to grab her right hand. If Fubuki looked up, she’d see the Humandrill bleeding by his mouth, yet his eyes screamed spirit, and his tail with the wooden pole raised above his head.

[Sun Wukong] “Shigan Cue: DOUBLE!!!”
Shigan Cue
Requirements: 41 Rokushiki, 41 Strength
Description: In this attack, the user uses his blunt staff in the same way a finger is normally used in Shigan.
DPS: B

DPA: [Strength] 41-60: 3. Wall/Tree Level + 2 [B Rank attack] = 81-100: 5. Large Building Level

Attempting to hold her stationary, and using his own body as a distraction, the pole came down at Shigan speeds. It aimed to Fubuki’s head twice, aiming to throttle her into the ground with his remaining strength.

An advantage was size. Fubuki was 5’9”, while Sun was 12”, more than twice her size. Her finger would be proportionally small. It would likely get as far as the rib cage. If it pierced through, it would be a shallow wound to the lung. The end of Sun’s pole, almost as big as he, was as big as Fubuki’s head, the target.

A Last Stand indeed. Even discarding all the wounds Fubuki inflicted on Sun, his stamina was at an all-time low. The use of B-Rank techniques in this succession had done its work. He was spent, and the wound Fubuki inflicted was deadly. A race against time.

By now, the Marine fodders would have finished lifting the debris. They would enter the compound shortly. Rando had heard them coming and hid, but there would be nowhere to go. A minute or two and they would find and apprehend him. Time was almost up.
 
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Fubuki felt her index finger penetrating into the flesh of the Humandrill, however, his skin was fortified by his own will and determination to lift his own sense of justice. He was bloodied but quite resistant to pain. Notwithstanding the injury on his rib cage and blood spouting from his mouth, Sun was still able to grin at her like a masochist. Distracted by its remark, Fubuki was caught off-guard, letting her attacking arm grabbed by the foe. "Eeeek"

The lady Lt. had to think fast. At the back of her head, should she try to counter, her right arm being grabbed would be twisted. Should she attempt to block it, let her be using her bare left arm. But certainly, she wouldn't allow the enemy to hurt her pretty face.

At this point, Fubuki would only have one more shot to fire. She was exhausted from the travel and her left shoulder and upper back injury caused by the agent gave a toll on her. But it was a life and death situation. Fubuki had decided. A shot that would change Sun's life forever.

Lady Fubuki would sacrifice her right arm. As such, she would capitalize on it being grabbed as her temporary lifter while she quickly made a tilt to the right in order to position herself in a kicking position. Afterward, she would launch her right leg across the air, unleashing a slash of a gale that would attempt to clash the incoming thrust from the enemy's baton. "Rankyaku!" And as she did, his body's position was in the manner of backflipping, exposing her back to the Agent.

Two attacks would meet but Fubuki did not possess the same strength his opponent had. Overpowered, the descending Shigan Cue rammed her back and progressed to her internal muscles, inflicting further pain and agony on top of the previous wounds. "Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!"

As this transpired, the Lieutenant would soon pass out from exhaustion and defeat. From the thought of not capturing the criminal and not being able to implement her own sense of justice. Darkness would fill the edges of her eyes.

Rankyaku
Basic Rankyuaku
Requirements:
11 Mastery, 21 Strength, 21 Movement Speed.
11-30 Mastery: Destructive potency: D
 
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