01-19-2007, 02:47 PM
Finally, the final task of this tournament has come face to face with the android commander. His ultimate goal was in fact Broli, the commander of his own respective army. He?d been caught of guard, but the mighty leader couldn?t take advantage of the moment.
The two stood opposite of one another, sizing each other up for several moments. Sixteen understood the mindset of a saiya-jin warrior, and had already begun calculating possible battle tactics. Both commanders knew this way the single most important battle of the fight for Monte Cristo, but it would be determined by the stronger will and determination to succeed.
?I was wondering when you?d come for me Broli, now our fates have finally intertwined,? the android explained, calmly resuming his fighting position.
The saiya-jin warrior didn?t reply, but instead surged forwards with his right palmed cocked back. With a quick thrust, the massive soldier forced his fist upwards and into the machine?s gut. The blow stunned him momentarily, opening him up for a perfectly executed sweep kick. Sixteen slammed against the ground with immense force, but his instincts forced him to leap to his feet once more.
Sixteen again, sized up his opponent, measuring the force of the last two hits he?d received. Blood from his companions that covered his body was now layered in dirt, tainting his bright green armor. To him the dirt only added to the symbolism, portraying the hardships his army would overcome to win the battle at Monte Cristo.
They charged once more, both fighters colliding with a fury of physical combinations. The machine warrior clenched his fists as he launched his first punch. His metal right fist, reinforced with the strongest of alloys crashed into the chest of his opponent, knocking him backwards a step. Broli quickly pushed off the ground with his left foot, back flipping a few feet and right back into his fighting position.
?Rocket Punch!? Sixteen roared, aiming his left hand towards the flipping commander. As the last syllable of his command boomed from his vocal system, the massive fist burst from its place on his arm, its destination the saiya-jin commander Broli.
The two stood opposite of one another, sizing each other up for several moments. Sixteen understood the mindset of a saiya-jin warrior, and had already begun calculating possible battle tactics. Both commanders knew this way the single most important battle of the fight for Monte Cristo, but it would be determined by the stronger will and determination to succeed.
?I was wondering when you?d come for me Broli, now our fates have finally intertwined,? the android explained, calmly resuming his fighting position.
The saiya-jin warrior didn?t reply, but instead surged forwards with his right palmed cocked back. With a quick thrust, the massive soldier forced his fist upwards and into the machine?s gut. The blow stunned him momentarily, opening him up for a perfectly executed sweep kick. Sixteen slammed against the ground with immense force, but his instincts forced him to leap to his feet once more.
Sixteen again, sized up his opponent, measuring the force of the last two hits he?d received. Blood from his companions that covered his body was now layered in dirt, tainting his bright green armor. To him the dirt only added to the symbolism, portraying the hardships his army would overcome to win the battle at Monte Cristo.
They charged once more, both fighters colliding with a fury of physical combinations. The machine warrior clenched his fists as he launched his first punch. His metal right fist, reinforced with the strongest of alloys crashed into the chest of his opponent, knocking him backwards a step. Broli quickly pushed off the ground with his left foot, back flipping a few feet and right back into his fighting position.
?Rocket Punch!? Sixteen roared, aiming his left hand towards the flipping commander. As the last syllable of his command boomed from his vocal system, the massive fist burst from its place on his arm, its destination the saiya-jin commander Broli.