Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5999656-20161216022828/@comment-25389303-20161231090622

Fighting against a distracted, unarmed opponent in a closed space? Diaboli couldn't have asked for better circumstances. No sooner had Saria paused for breath did Diaboli's whip lash against his back, carrying enough force to knock the large student forward.

At least it would have, had the whip not wrapped itself around his neck, holding him in place for a moment before suddenly pulling him backwards, and a second later Saria was flying through the air as his attacker threw him across the room and into the far wall.

As Diaboli began striding towards his opponent however, he suddenly stumbled backwards as a heavy force slammed into his chest. For a moment Diaboli thought he had been shot, but looking forward he instead saw Saria with his arm outstretched, as if he had punched the air in front of him. A split second later he punched again, far out of reach, and yet Diaboli subconsciously moved him arms to block it, once again feeling the impact of the invisible force.

''Is he...using the air? ''Diaboli thought, trying to understand what was happening. When Saria next attacked, Diaboli dodged to the side as he usually would, and this time felt nothing, to which he realised that the invisible projectiles were merely extensions of the visible strike Saria made, and therefore avoidable.

Knowing this, Diaboli suddenly darted forward, weaving back and forth as he avoided the many invisible attacks Saria sent his way, and a moment later Diaboli was upon him. The younger man seemed to realised that letting Diaboli's whip grab him would put him in serious trouble, and so blocked any attempt the crime boss made to finish the fight quickly via choke hold. He couldn't stop Diaboli completely though, and subsequently fell victim to a barrage of lightning-fast kicks aimed at Saria's torso - many of which hit their target. After several more seconds of intense fighting, Diaboli eventually managed to overwhelm his less experienced opponent and wrapped his whip around the boy's torso, this time intending to break his ribs before leaving. He made a point of stepping out of the student's reach and watching out out for any sudden shockwave attacks before speaking.

"Just stop struggling and I'll made this quick," he demanded, as the quickly began to increase the pressure.