Recent content by Matari NoTail

"Oh thank the fucking gods, MEDIC!" The illusion roared and flickered out of existence, revealing Matari kneeling there on the sand clutching at his throat. A hand came up to rip his mask off, revealing his more feline traits to the Komodi, and he grinned sharp teeth at the fellow competitor...

Matari looked up towards Tsuris, and let out a few coughs to try and stall for time. The axe was making its way back at an increasingly fast rate, and he only needed a few seconds. Then again, maybe it'd be better for him to give up? After that fight with Grozkalla, and now snake boy here...

The lizard ran at him blindly, and for a moment Matari was shocked that he knew where he was. How could he- then he felt like slapping himself on the head. Of course. The komodi had better noses than average. There was the possibility he could have followed that, and right now he was. the...

“Ah, fuck!” Matari yelled out as he twisted to avoid the spear. Who the fuck throws their weapon when they’re blind? Sure, it worked as evidenced by the chunk of his side missing, blood seeping from between his fingers as he grit his teeth and lifted his hand from the wound. Aint that some shit...

Against a normal human, T’suris’ ploy would have worked. But Matari had grown up with people that fought with tails, and as the spear darted towards him he saw the move coming from a mile away and leaned back to allow the spear to flash just before his neck, whilst his feet lifted from the...

Matari tilted his head and shrugged his shoulders at Flameblade’s words. “Fuck it, I suppose I can get behind tha-“ He began, before his eyes widened and he felt the wind once again come to his aid and boost his speed once more, his mana having regenerated. A clang ran out into the air as he...

“Just what I fuckin- Gimme that!” Matari complained as he stepped out from the inside workings of the ring and into the sunlight, a small hiss of pain coming from the masked Kitsune, and he spotted his axe being carted away. With a wave of his hand, the large weapon flew into his grasp once...

Matari slumped against the earth, looking up at the big guy as he stood standing, even with a spear in him. “Gods you’re tough.” He managed to chuckle, raising his non damaged arm to get the attention of the medics nearby, who quickly made their way over. “Name’s Matari.” He continued as he was...

“I mean, could be a scary lamb.” Matari managed to laugh out, before he began to be battered around. The shield was tough, and the kitsune had more strength in his body than he appeared to, but the difference was far to great to cross there as he barely held on, the breaking and splintering of...

“Oh fuuuuu-“ Matari let out as he felt the tug on the net, the ropes only halfway coiled around his opponent’s throat as he felt his body jerk and almost immediately let go, rocketing through the air instead of landing directly in front of the ogre. “-uuuuuck“ He passed behind Arumi and Szesh...

As the ogre stepped into the attack, Matari wasn’t even surprised in the least. It seemed to be the big blue lug’s thing, and the kitsune was moving even before the net was thrown. He side stepped around his axe, one hand leaving the heavy weapon and allowing it to drop into the sand even as the...

Matari danced backwards out of the way of his opponent's weapon, gritting his teeth at the pain in his knee as he did his level best not to fall over. It would mean his loss if he did. His axe flashed as he swung it at the outstretched arm of his opponent, but he was careful not to go further...

Shit, that's a net. Not good. The kitsune tensed, hobbling over to pick up his axe with both flickering into visibility once more. He was getting low on mana, and needed to conserve it. Large illusions like that were now to be used sparingly, and he hefted the axe between him and the ogre. He'd...

Sonova- No time for thought as Matari leaned backwards and jumped out of the way of the scimitar, the blade's deadly steel passing just inches from his bare chest and from disembowelling him. He kicked sand up towards the face of the large ogre yet again, but didn't hesitate to continue...

Matari circled behind the ogre, keeping in time with the guy's shifting as his hands slid carefully down the haft of his axe. Once he was ready, he leaned back with the axe behind his head, before swinging forward with all the might he could muster, using as little magic as he could to correct...