A blue haired woman was standing quietly in front of a large icy wall, staring into a certain spot of the wall with an empty stare. All she felt was rage and anger, no empathy towards the figure inside the ice. She knew it was a foolish thing to do by coming there every day, spending the whole day to stare at the ice with hatred, cursing every year she spent with her father and the memories made, but she had this urge to come even though she didn’t know why. Show him that she capable to be stronger? Yes she had this plan, but how? She would tried to stood closer in front of the ice and punched it several time until blood started to come out from her knuckle but the ice wouldn’t even budge. In order to show him, she needed to break the ice and free him. Was that a love from a daughter towards her father, to reunite again after she could break the ice, as he was her only family? No, it wasn’t. She despised her father, despised every memories made with her father in the past and cursed every second of her own time.
That punch was to see how it felt to actually punch her father right on his face, and she felt nothing at all beside her hatred that seemed to keep growing. But beating him up would be the first thing she did after she free him, she might as well killed him too, making him felt worthless and weak at the start, torturing him both mentally and physically before she finally kill him with her self-learned skill. All of those punching until her knuckle bleed everyday were actually giving her an idea for her own skill. Hardening her arms would be a nice start, she could deliver a hard punch that will be strong enough to break the ice and even to give a good beating to her father. Lilithia exhaled slowly before inhaled the air back; she glared coldly at her frozen father and sent a punch to the ice with her bandaged arms. Again she punched the ice over and over again by using different movement every time she delivered it, she stopped after she found a perfect one and continued to deliver several more blows. As she would deliver her 100th blow, she adjusted her arms to be hard, making it looks like an arm made from crystal and punched to the ice as hard as she could. The pressure from her hard punch made a hard vibrating around the area but still the ice wouldn’t budge at all. What the hell… She cursed under her breath, feeling pathetic even though she already put everything in her punch and already successfully learned how to deliver her hard punch. “Don’t look at me like that you old man… I will be stronger, stronger enough to surpass you and even kill you. I’ll make you regret to even have me as your daughter!” She said while looking straight to her father’s cold eyes behind the thick unbreakable ice.
WC: 520 / 500
“Just what exactly it takes to break those ice… “ She murmured to herself while walking back to her home. Blood was dripping from her arms and tainting the pure white snow with a drip of crimson, the bandage that once covered her hands was no longer there, possibly was torn when she did her training. “Phira!” The woman turned back to see who called her and gave a smile to the figure. “You seem excited Kuroro, what’s up?” Lilithia waved her hand and kept smiling to the well-built muscular man who ran to her side. At first the man was going to share his story, but he stopped and saw the Imuchakk female’s bleeding hand. He sighed and quickly took her hand, “This is why I never agree to let you go to that area.” Kuroro took a bandage from his small bag and bit it before he took a bottle out. The woman would avert her gaze and said, “Why should I care? Just shut up… or I’ll torture you.” The man gave her a small laugh and poured the disinfectant from the bottle, making Lilith let out a little hiss and sent a dangerous smile to the man who laughed. She stood up and kicked the man until he fell to the ground. “Why weren’t you be a good boy? Now I’ll have to torture you.” She said before she started kicking Kuroro, making the man screamed, “Nooo, not the hard kick!” She blinked twice, stopped her feet from kicking the man in midways. “Hard kick…”
Kuroro used his chance to stand up quickly and bandaged the woman’s arm skillfully while Lilithia was still thinking. “Hey Kuroro, try to stop this.” She said before hardened her feet into a crystal like and send a kick towards the man. Despite of the man’s look to be a slightly weak, he was a rather strong and capable to give a perfect defense, especially when he managed to catch the surprise hard kick from Lilithia without even being pushed back by the pressure. “Daaamn, you are making me as your punching bag right now?” The male Imuchakk complained and let go of the female’s feet. He knew the woman would like to train something and that hard kick was insanely interesting, so he volunteered to help her training the hard kick technique before they headed to the area which had lesser people.
Lilithia didn’t waste any time to explain but quickly ran towards Kuroro to deliver other kicks. “W-whoa, easy, woman!” The Galavant smirked as she kept on delivering kicks, planning to break his defense. “Is it not hard enough?! Haha!” She focused to hardening more parts of her leg, spreading the crystal harden from her feet into her knee and kicked harder than before. They went on like that for three hours already, making Kuroro’s defense weaker every time he took every kick directly by crossing his muscular arm in front of his face. Lilith’s smirk never wore off, she even grinned when she noticed the man’s arms started to tremble and she was ready. The technique was now perfect, it might not be considered as a strong technique but she learnt the basic stance of her Hard Kick. The man fell down and lifted his hand, signaling his surrender after taking the final blow which was two continuous kicks from the sadistic woman. “Well, thanks for letting me practice with you, Kuroro.” She laughed, offering her hand to the fallen man.
WC: 583/500
That punch was to see how it felt to actually punch her father right on his face, and she felt nothing at all beside her hatred that seemed to keep growing. But beating him up would be the first thing she did after she free him, she might as well killed him too, making him felt worthless and weak at the start, torturing him both mentally and physically before she finally kill him with her self-learned skill. All of those punching until her knuckle bleed everyday were actually giving her an idea for her own skill. Hardening her arms would be a nice start, she could deliver a hard punch that will be strong enough to break the ice and even to give a good beating to her father. Lilithia exhaled slowly before inhaled the air back; she glared coldly at her frozen father and sent a punch to the ice with her bandaged arms. Again she punched the ice over and over again by using different movement every time she delivered it, she stopped after she found a perfect one and continued to deliver several more blows. As she would deliver her 100th blow, she adjusted her arms to be hard, making it looks like an arm made from crystal and punched to the ice as hard as she could. The pressure from her hard punch made a hard vibrating around the area but still the ice wouldn’t budge at all. What the hell… She cursed under her breath, feeling pathetic even though she already put everything in her punch and already successfully learned how to deliver her hard punch. “Don’t look at me like that you old man… I will be stronger, stronger enough to surpass you and even kill you. I’ll make you regret to even have me as your daughter!” She said while looking straight to her father’s cold eyes behind the thick unbreakable ice.
WC: 520 / 500
- Ability Trained:
Name: Hard Punch
Tier: C-tier
Cost: 20|10 Stamina
Weapon Type: Arm
Class: Offensive
Range: Close
Cool-Down: 3 posts or sustain +1
Limbs: Arm
Description: Lilithia hardens one of her arms and delivers two continuous punches at 15m/s, inflicting D-Tier damage with each hit.
“Just what exactly it takes to break those ice… “ She murmured to herself while walking back to her home. Blood was dripping from her arms and tainting the pure white snow with a drip of crimson, the bandage that once covered her hands was no longer there, possibly was torn when she did her training. “Phira!” The woman turned back to see who called her and gave a smile to the figure. “You seem excited Kuroro, what’s up?” Lilithia waved her hand and kept smiling to the well-built muscular man who ran to her side. At first the man was going to share his story, but he stopped and saw the Imuchakk female’s bleeding hand. He sighed and quickly took her hand, “This is why I never agree to let you go to that area.” Kuroro took a bandage from his small bag and bit it before he took a bottle out. The woman would avert her gaze and said, “Why should I care? Just shut up… or I’ll torture you.” The man gave her a small laugh and poured the disinfectant from the bottle, making Lilith let out a little hiss and sent a dangerous smile to the man who laughed. She stood up and kicked the man until he fell to the ground. “Why weren’t you be a good boy? Now I’ll have to torture you.” She said before she started kicking Kuroro, making the man screamed, “Nooo, not the hard kick!” She blinked twice, stopped her feet from kicking the man in midways. “Hard kick…”
Kuroro used his chance to stand up quickly and bandaged the woman’s arm skillfully while Lilithia was still thinking. “Hey Kuroro, try to stop this.” She said before hardened her feet into a crystal like and send a kick towards the man. Despite of the man’s look to be a slightly weak, he was a rather strong and capable to give a perfect defense, especially when he managed to catch the surprise hard kick from Lilithia without even being pushed back by the pressure. “Daaamn, you are making me as your punching bag right now?” The male Imuchakk complained and let go of the female’s feet. He knew the woman would like to train something and that hard kick was insanely interesting, so he volunteered to help her training the hard kick technique before they headed to the area which had lesser people.
Lilithia didn’t waste any time to explain but quickly ran towards Kuroro to deliver other kicks. “W-whoa, easy, woman!” The Galavant smirked as she kept on delivering kicks, planning to break his defense. “Is it not hard enough?! Haha!” She focused to hardening more parts of her leg, spreading the crystal harden from her feet into her knee and kicked harder than before. They went on like that for three hours already, making Kuroro’s defense weaker every time he took every kick directly by crossing his muscular arm in front of his face. Lilith’s smirk never wore off, she even grinned when she noticed the man’s arms started to tremble and she was ready. The technique was now perfect, it might not be considered as a strong technique but she learnt the basic stance of her Hard Kick. The man fell down and lifted his hand, signaling his surrender after taking the final blow which was two continuous kicks from the sadistic woman. “Well, thanks for letting me practice with you, Kuroro.” She laughed, offering her hand to the fallen man.
WC: 583/500
- Ability Trained:
Name: Hard Kick
Tier: C-tier
Cost: 20|10 Stamina
Weapon Type: Leg
Class: Offensive
Range: Close
Cool-Down: 3 posts or sustain +1
Limbs: Leg
Description: Lilithia hardens one of her legs and delivers two continuous kicks at 15m/s, each dealing D-Tier damage.