burningvegeta

OOC - So sorry Gosan, I have lack of Internet connection over the weekend dude. Sorry.

Poliwrath's method of attack had failed, although he had thought he was at least six steps ahead of the battle Piccolo had outsmarted him. He was no Pokémon but he was just as equipped as one.

Poliwrath still stood upon the intoxicated ground releasing the spores of his toxic, he watched Piccolo detach is own arm, leaving his unsound arm still enwrapped around him. Although the death like grip had loosened from Poliwrath,he didn't remove the wrinkly emerald ligament; it slid of Poliwrath's smooth velvet skin. "Poliwrath....Poliwrath" saying his name in full could be a bad sign for Piccolo, or Poliwrath the events of the battle had cast anything in stone just yet.

Might, was two of the last options left within Poliwrath's violent mess of purple haze. Yet for the might of a unlimited Poliwrath to take effect, he would need to have some sort of reach toward his opponent. Piccolo was out of reach...for now.

"Pol" his spherically bulky body, aimed itself at Piccolo, the green beast of the sky. Never before had Poliwrath seen a creature without a great set of wings fly. As he stood there within a land of happiness yellow and pinkish steams of energy seemed to be gathering upon the creatures chest. The energy gathered was centering upon Poliwrath's black and white hieroglyphic pattern. The strength of Poliwrath's stern would be enough scare away a fluttering Pidgey, though we all know it wouldn't be enough to startle the herculean Namekian.

The amount of Ki gathered in the Pokémon's belly was casting a shadow to fall behind Poliwrath, the strength of the storming glow seemed to hold a potent force of it's own. It was forcing itself upon Poliwrath's glyph, Poliwrath fists clenched at it's side would make one conclude Poliwrath was struggling against the attack himself. If so what kind of attack would be unleashed upon Piccolo, if one at all.

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