shinyabsol vs CJBlazer

Quite used to darkness, absol wastes no time before slicing through the air, dark energy forming from his blade and dripping to the floor. The energy pools upwards, thickening from a liquid-like state into a more solid one, and forming a quite familiar shape - an all-blake, viscous absol. The original absol waves his blade to the mimic, and the substitute takes its place in front of the original protectively; it's too dark to see if there's anything worth protecting him from, though.

They can both hear the rapid padding of paws, somewhere, speeding up and somehow multiplying - or is that their imagination? Blaze dashes through the gym, speeding up to unimaginable speeds, his trail blurring behind him and forming mirror images - one, two, four clones. He himself can't even see far enough to tell how many he's made, even once he's slowed to a stop, but he hopes he's made enough.

Now that the sound of padding feet has stopped, absol gets back to his own stuff. He swishes his tail and head blade around rapidly, slicing through the air and improving his muscle strength and agility; he can just imagine cutting through sweet houndour flesh the way he cuts through the air.

Unaware, Blaze's black coat oozes equally black energy, flushing it out and down into the floorbelow. The energy burns the gym's floor like acid, but isn't strong enough to create a real hole - not that Blaze could see if it did, anyhow. He tilts his head curiously, wondering why he bothered doing that at all.

With a quick nod at his substitute - or where he assumes the sub would be - absol kicks off, running around the arena much like Blaze had before. And much like the houndour, the absol's shape blurs into multiples; three mirror absol mimic his movements as he slows down, plus a substitute who does nothing at all.

Blaze and his clones all focus for a moment, connecting together and yet separate - trying to zone in on the absol's location. And yet, despite the multiple vantage points the clones allow Blaze, the complete darkness means there's little to no point in the clones at all. Blaze huffs, drawing in air and released a huge burst of flames at nowhere in particular, hoping beyond hope it's the right location - but even with the help of his clones eyes, the flames hit dead air, no where near the absol. And having used all his concentration on getting accuracy, Blaze's clones peter out of existence, leaving the houndour sorely vulnerable.

Absol has only a few seconds in the light of the flamethrower, but he's sure he saw four houndour shooting flames - he's glad they weren't aiming at him.​