Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-5704503-20170803005550/@comment-31486048-20170808023052

Contrary to popular belief, individuals capable of performing and sustaining laborious physical activity for periods of time can actually slow their heart rates to some degree, the extent of which being considerable in some cases. This was the same for Ahroras, who continued to engage Raven in their one-on-one bout, his many years of "extreme playtime" having contributed to him achieving this state.

As their fists met, Ahro was sent flying by the resulting shock wave and found himself landing a few feet away from where the two combatants clashed. Ahroras was battered, perhaps to a substantial extent, but this did nothing to deter him from what he was about to do next. The Faunus boy from Vacuo began running circles around Raven, trying to build as much momentum as he could in order to bring to bear his ultimate finisher, right hand and the oven mitt gauntlet covering it were now bursting with a bright pink brilliance.

Building up enough speed, the young pink weirdo darted towards Raven, where his first and possibly last words uttered in his oddly deep and manly voice was the name of his ultimate attack, "Extreme Paradigm!". In the process, many of the oddball's muscles were starting to tear themselves apart, Ahro's lungs were beginning to burn with each breath he struggled to take in. This one final attack had enough strength placed in it to potentially kill a Deathstalker in one hit. Blocking the attack would be very inadvisable, and the target would still be hit by the amount of invisible force that was rippling in front of the peculiar chef unless the other fighter kept enough space between them.