"Halt the match!, Zilch, you're godmodding; if you're going to attempt to pull off such moves; it should at least be much much more detailed as well as be a believable response to the current course of action, he had you pinned.." She'd state firmly, her right eye brow twitching, arms crossed; her tone annoyed..

see
i have the wind power and i can turn myself into wind and de-transform as an abbility to teleport
so is nothing like god

"You can at least be -far- more detailed with it; when its so instantaneous and without much description; thats a god mod. Very much so even, if you don't even supply some drawbacks to it."

"I'm afraid Nini is correct, not to forget, this ability of yours was in no way stated in your supplied bio, so it sounds like you made it up on the fly to get out of a sticky situation..." Hakker stated calmly. "What's the judge's verdict?" He continued, motioning to Nini.

so you mean is not permited
well, going back to the situation i pulse wind waves around us and making a tornado
then i get down and shot energy blades

"Not that it isnt permitted, im all for creativity in moves; but if you supply no drawbacks in the form of the move or your character to compensate for such a powerful ability; it is a godmod. That and Hakker is right in stating it was not included in your battle profile beforehand, simply that you have a "wind pearl" doesn't cut it."

i got it
i cannot vanish into wind
not now
continue with the tornado

"No you don't get it.." She sighed, shaking her head side to side. "In my opinion this battle isn't being properly carried out, While one is applying effort and some layer of realism into their posts, the other is making very brief posts; that don't look to be taking much effort entirely. If it were up to me it'd be halted on the spot until both participants are coming into this with the same level of detail , effort and general mindset. I.e here to give a reasonable fight.."

i'm kidding
i need to create more realistic attacks
is that?

"Now you're kind of onto it, personally im not entirely opposed to such a move, i just think it warrants some drawbacks in some form to compensate and make the situation a bit more even on that level.."

i was enthusiasmed on winning and i didn't get how my attack works
let's see
with the wind pearl i got possesion of all wind currents
and the urkhassus releases my magic energy
no, i have no objection
i can't explain that attack
so
can we continue

Hakker sighed, releasing Arthur and heading over to his weapon, standing besides it as he looked up at the stands, a grin on his features. "Look, this isn't exactly working out, how about we show you how it's done?" He suggested, ripping his sword out of the ground and pointing it to Nini. "Fight me, Nini!" He demanded.

"At least it'll be interesting." He says, staring at ZIlch with a boring look.

"Oh i couldn't, this isn't my fight~" She'd say with a bashful smirk; of course feigned. "But if your opponent doesn't mind i suppose i could give it a go however~" slipping her legs from off the chair in front of her and onto the floor; she'd stand up from where she had sat; a playful half grin across her face.

Suddenly her figure would be cast in pure shadow, leaving only her eyes retaining their natural state of hazel. The darkness would then slowly fade away, revealing an almost different person underneath. Hair in a lightly messy styling; though now having a deep green tint to them, skin of the color of sand. Upon her form she wore a black studded leather suit with matching boots; the suit rising up to mid neck but having no sleeves, going articulately over every curve of her body. Straps lining along her back and down the sides of her legs; no doubt for removal.

Two twin belts were crisscrossed around her waist; red symbols lining around their surface; small throwing knives set on either side. A customized flintlock pistol; lie secured around the back, its barrel snug under the belts; the metal shining some off the light of the arena. Each of her forearms having a series of iron rings going up to a few inches below the shoulder. A final belt diagonally strewn across her chest, a few assorted pouches going down its length; filled with who knows what supplies.

Lastly a set of duel blades were set upon her hips; just under the runic belts. The edges ridged; each just barely short of being considered anything above large daggers. a teal design going along each flat; glowing faintly with the spell cast upon them.

All the while her smirk had never ceased; leaving her sudden change in physical appearance as the reply to his challenge.

Belthazar rolled his eyes. "And now Hakker's plan begins." He muttered under his breath, disappearing once more.