Kimura wiped off the blood from his nose as he saw the robot lunge forward again but instead of stepping backward, he stepped inwards towards the bot. It recalibrated as the robot readjusted its posture, moving out of the hunched position and towards a more open position as it stood up firmly and had their hands lowered.
This is new...I must stay on guard...
Kimura threw a simple one-two combo as the robot surprisingly slipped past the one-two. Kimura then saw a punch coming from the right fist in a body blow motion. Kimura puts his guard up, but unexpectedly the robot slams his left fist over his guard, smashing their left fist against his cheek.
Kimura staggered a bit as he retaliated with a punch and hit the robot across their robotic face. The robot staggered back as Kimura rushed forward. Just as Kimura did it opened its mouth and spewed fire all towards Kimura, however Kimura was prepared as he also opened his mouth and lets out blue flames rather than the bright orange flames.
The flames clashed as Kimura took small steps forward closing the gap little by little. I can't keep this up...My neck feels like it's going to melt off... Kimura continued feeling his neck beginning to heat up more and more as he started to feel like his throat was going to melt.
He closed his mouth as he took the force of the fire again, however he uppercuts the robot's mouth shut as its head begins to heat up. The robot began trying to quickly pry its mouth open as the flames became hotter by the second, welding the mouth together as the head began to turn a molten color.
Coming from the neck up towards the head the flames burst out of the small sockets from the robot's mouth and its broken eye socket. The robot's other eye begins to melt into itself as the robot falls over forward as Kimura sidesteps the robot, seeing its head burst aflame.
"Well...there goes that."
Being able to perfectly copy my dad's fighting style is concerning for a bot this old from the looks of it... Kimura took it into consideration as he notices the dirt rustling around it. The dirt was seemingly moving on its own as the dirt pushed itself upwards slightly to cover the flames.
The dirt rustled a bit before it stopped moving, smoke came out of the small pockets that the dirt left, giving an indication that the fire did exhaust itself out. Kimura sighed as he picked up his jacket and began retracing his steps.
It was...This way! He made a left turn as he found himself going in a circle for about ten minutes. Kimura began to grow frustrated as he kicked a tree out of frustration.
"GOD DAMN IT!! This forest is like a maze!!"
He exclaimed angerly as Kimura began trying to retrace his steps again, taking a right rather than a left. However, once he saw a couple of broken sticks, he took a right again as he walked into something he wasn't supposed to know about.
He walked out of a tall bush as he heard some sort of commotion nearby, about three voices within this maze of a forest. I wonder who that could be... Kimura stuck his nose into more things he shouldn't have as he walked up a small divot and peered over the unusual hill.
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Upon peeking his head over, he saw there was another ripple into the dimension, however this one seemed unfamiliar to him. Two individuals wearing face masks were present with three students standing in front of them.
What the hell is this...? Kimura dipped down as he went around to try and get a better spot to hear and watch. Going around the unusual hill and hiding behind a tree and bush, Kimura was slightly closer than he was earlier but seemingly in an uncomfortable spot. Just tough it out Kimura... He told himself as he stayed as silent as possible.
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Mystic Academy
FantasyThis Mystic Academy is a Rewrite of my old Mystic Academy Novelization. Retcons are present. Welcome to Agon, A world rebuilding itself from a long and grueling war. The residents that live within this world are either normal people or Espers. Esper...