>>49025307As Baraka pushes Drahmin off of him, Sheeva charges past Kung Ling and up to him. He sees her coming and shoots out his arm-blades, demonic and spiked mutations of the tarkatan form and meets her charge.
Sheeva grabs the arm-blades and holds onto them tightly, planning on snapping them off, but when she does they begin to glow hot like burning coals. She recoils from the sudden heat as his blades burst into flame before he slices the air in front of him, ceating a burning cross that flies towards her and knocks her down. She realizes this is no ordinary flame, but hellfire he now wields!
Baraka laughs as he holds his burning blades up high, intending to impale her upon them.
>>49025317Sheeva plants her hands on the ground and brings up her feet, kicking him away. Baraka flies back into the half of the bus that she didn't throw earlier, crushing it slightly.
Back on her feet once more, she looks at Drahmin as he battles Kung Ling, smashing his club against her spear. The daughter of Lao ducks under his swing and plants the head of her weapon into the ground, pulls back on the shaft and lets go, allowing it to spring into his masked face. He stumbles backwards, holding his mask in pain.
>>49025328Sheeva then leaps up and lans on him, adding an extra second jump for good measure. Drahmin then vanishes in flames, teleporting away to safety.
>>49025343A growl draws her attention to nearby, where Baraka tears his way out of the bus. He pushes aside one of his tarkatan grunts as Kung Jin throws his chakram at him, but he deflects it aside with his arm-blade. He stomps across the street towards Sheeva as he shouts and tries to stab her again.
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