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Blake Belladonna vs Blade
Faster, she needed to move faster. Adrenaline flowing through her veins, Blake Belladonna flung herself through the treetops, the surrounding flora nothing but a blur all around the faunus as she forced herself to move as quickly as her body was able to. She could still hear her assailant pursuing her from behind, moving with the same grace and skill as she herself was achieving. Though they both would appear as nothing more than blurs, if not flat out go undetected, to the naked eye, Blake was unable to lose her chaser; only keep her distance from him. They were at a stalemate in this pursuit, and something had to be done to break it. Blake’s feline ears twitched at the sound of something rapidly moving through the air towards her. Stopping herself just as she landed on yet another tree branch, Blake pulled herself to her left just in time to avoid the silver glaive that had been flung at her, letting the bladed projectile fly through the night sky in a curving arc. Unfortunately
“You sure about this?” Greer Grant Nelson, better known by her superheroine alias Tigra, asked this question to Blade as the two of them were making their way to the training grounds, a huge field that stood right alongside the base of operations for the West Coast Avengers. The rest of the superhero team had been in the midst of their own personal activities, but upon hearing what Tigra and Blade were up to, they’d all but dropped everything they were doing to watch the show from a safe, but enjoyable, distance. “Of course I am,” Blade answered confidently, his pointed fangs exposed in his grin as he spoke with Greer. “Moon Knight’s told me all about how big of a help you are with taking out suckheads, and I wanna see that skill for myself.” “So a no holds barred sparring match is how you want to see it?” Tigra further inquired, though there was no way she could hide the amused smirk on her face. “You could get hurt if you’re not careful.” Eric certainly seemed confident in
Taking in one last inhale as he clutched the remaining stub of the Cuban cigar in his teeth, Hellboy savored the flavor as he took in his surroundings. Lakeside Amusement Park; a rundown abandoned carnival that apparently nobody ever bothered to renovate or tear down. Kind of a waste, to be honest. This part of town definitely could’ve used an establishment meant to lighten the mood for a while. Now, it just looked like something out of a horror game. Well, no time for checking out the sights. Now his so-called ‘opponent’ was arriving on the scene as well. He’d chosen this place for the express purpose of a fight. No ulterior motives, no killing intent, nothing beyond a good fight, no holds barred. Honestly, Hellboy could kinda respect that. He clearly knew what he wanted and made that perfectly clear, and besides, Hellboy could use the workout. Said opponent was a vampire hunting vampire; they were kind of kindred spirits in a weird way. Called himself Blade, clearly a title he chose