[PLAYED] Fight 889: __InstantKarma vs. InfernalCross

[[NPC] Recordkeeper]

Fight Rules:
System: T1
Type: Open
Style: High-Tier
Genre: Fantasy
Setting: To Be Determined
Judge: To Be Determined
Posting Restrictions: None
Additional Rules:
i. No preparation posts needed, but standard prepping rules apply. Meaning, a prepped offense will overpower an unprepped defense. If there is dispute, call upon the judge.
ii. Seven day response limit. If the requirements are not met, the one waiting on a reply is able to do a mild damage critical post. If the same thing happens a second time, they're allowed a major damage post. If it happens a third time, a killing post is plausible.
iii. Both players must abide by the one chosen, and agreed upon judge's ruling.

Points before this new fight:
__InstantKarma: 1202 points, InfernalCross: 1000 points.

[InfernalCross]

The male was walking. He was seen walking through a desert, wearing a black cloak, with black leather pants and black boots. The male stood at about 6 feet tall, slim, but toned. He had black long-like spiked hair, with a crimson hue for his occuli. He had a lengthy scar through his right eye from a previous fight he had been in, and he wore a cross around his neck. The male's name was Infernal. He had come from a town far far away from where he was now. He was a traveling fighter, out to find the best fighter and pumble him into the ground.

The male grew weary, and decided to stop for a drink. He had sat down on the desert floor, reaching for his bottle of water. As he drank, he relaxed in the warm sand, which soothed his wearyness. The male loved the heat, in fact he needed heat to survive. Infernal had the ability to manipulate fire and heat, and was also skilled in martial arts. The male had drank the last bit of his water, and was in need of some more to make his travels.

As he stood, dropping the empty bottle now, he felt the pressence of another. He could feel the uneasy feeling in the distance. He turned, look into the far endless sea of sand, but saw nothing. Then, he felt sure that something was coming near. The male brought his right hand up, snatching upon his black cloak, casting it down into the sand. And for a moment he stood, waiting to see what would happen.

When he knew the other pressence was there, he took a stance. His stances were rugged, and fully open for strikes. He brought his hands down to his feet, sliding his boots off, letting the hot sand go against his feet. He slid his right foot back, his hands brought before him in a martial arts stance. He closed his eyes, waiting now, waiting for his opponent.

[InfernalCross]

The fight has been won by: __InstantKarma

Points after this fight:
__InstantKarma: 1302 points,
InfernalCross: 900 points,
Comment of the challenger:
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Comment of the opponent:
I forefeighted, so, InstantKarma won. Simple.