[ "you are a child! you don't know how to bring fear! the only one scared of you is yourself. that's why you're hiding!"
same could be said of the previous measures of the jackal, but hey, it's fun, entertaining and he didn't need to show himself then. besides, he has to get to his feet, keep his surroundings clear, force the jewel to make another copy — sloppier and sluggish, this one moves slower, but that doesn't matter. if he bends reality just a bit, it can be a solid matter, it can brace the attacks.
this may not be his virtual reality that he has complete control over, the younger hedgehog senses might have dulled over the experiences it has seen, but that doesn't mean the jackal has lost. no, because he won't allow himself to lose again. a mighty foe, dangerous too, he sees that, he's witness to how these newfound abilities come with ease, and how infinite must move quickly or suffer consequence.
the phantom ruby does its job by protecting its wearer, it glows and pulsates as soon as the hand comes through the portal, a wide shield brought into existence in order to tank the hit. while the shield does crack in the center, shattering due to the pressure applied, the large arm is in position to grab or slash at him, the body in place in hopes to cushion the attack.
either way, in this void, there's sparks that come from the phantom ruby trying to alter reality and an outside force that zips right into the battle area, a line of light yellow crashes right into the arm, a black and red ball picking up speed to push the arm back, if not into the hole that it dwells from to prevent it from hitting the jackal.
the knockback sends him back onto the ground, feet first as he stands with a furrowed brow. looks like someone changed their mind about playing captive. the jackal however is amazed then annoyed, disgusted upon realization of who it is. ]
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same could be said of the previous measures of the jackal, but hey, it's fun, entertaining and he didn't need to show himself then. besides, he has to get to his feet, keep his surroundings clear, force the jewel to make another copy — sloppier and sluggish, this one moves slower, but that doesn't matter. if he bends reality just a bit, it can be a solid matter, it can brace the attacks.
this may not be his virtual reality that he has complete control over, the younger hedgehog senses might have dulled over the experiences it has seen, but that doesn't mean the jackal has lost. no, because he won't allow himself to lose again. a mighty foe, dangerous too, he sees that, he's witness to how these newfound abilities come with ease, and how infinite must move quickly or suffer consequence.
the phantom ruby does its job by protecting its wearer, it glows and pulsates as soon as the hand comes through the portal, a wide shield brought into existence in order to tank the hit. while the shield does crack in the center, shattering due to the pressure applied, the large arm is in position to grab or slash at him, the body in place in hopes to cushion the attack.
either way, in this void, there's sparks that come from the phantom ruby trying to alter reality and an outside force that zips right into the battle area, a line of light yellow crashes right into the arm, a black and red ball picking up speed to push the arm back, if not into the hole that it dwells from to prevent it from hitting the jackal.
the knockback sends him back onto the ground, feet first as he stands with a furrowed brow. looks like someone changed their mind about playing captive. the jackal however is amazed then annoyed, disgusted upon realization of who it is. ]