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Would be the sound erupting from Pip's mouth as he felt his collarbone snap. He had on a high-necked collar that had chainmail sewn in between the layers, and as such the contracting armor over Pip's neck would take a little more time to knock him out, but the sheer amount of the gooey armor on the teenagers shoulder was enough to crack his collarbone, and start his wrists grinding.

His arms would be protected for the same reason as his neck, but not nearly so long. A couple more seconds and his arms would be breaking as well, but that was a few seconds.

A few seconds in a fight was a long time.

Very long.

Pip had drawn back in preparation to slam his shoulder into Ryu's gut again, but it was apparent to even the boy that doing so with a broken collar bone was not a good idea. A slight adjustment to how he had been planning on pushing off of his feet and the reality of the situation would become apparent...

That's right. For Pip's psionic grips would be letting go as his collar was overcome with pain, and so as he would be driving his forehead upwards, Ryu would be being released from his awkward self-hug. The hope?

That Ryu, newly released from that face hugging, would drop his hands away from his face to be met with a Pip-forehead-shaped projectile coming in towards the bridge of his nose.

This could get bloody.

The crowd would love it.

The collar bone was already broken, the eight bones in either wrist would be grinding against one another. His throat was being closed off, but only on the right side, which would leave enough blood traveling to his brain to keep him conscious. The end result of too much time with reduced blood flow to the brain was permanent brain damage, though in this child not many would notice. Pip's arms were being constricted slightly still, but with his other pains he would hardly notice them. At least he wasn't about to pass out before his throat was crushed.


Pip's mind set would be shifting at this point. He was usually pretty nice. He liked making friends and petting kittens. He was in this tournament to keep a hospital alive. He wasn't a bad person.

But now?

The grinding, progressively growing pain was enough to push him over the edge.

Now that the two fighters were up close and personal, and the crowd had heard Pip scream, they would be going wild. Pip had been doing something this whole match in order to protect both himself and his opponent. He had been blocking out as much of the surrounding emotions as possible, because Pip didn't like what this audience was feeling.

Rather he hadn't liked what the audience was feeling.

Now...

Pip would drop the emotional barrier that he had set up between his mind and the minds of the audience surrounding him.

And the result would be...

"ARRGHH!!"

Intense.


This eruption of noise would not be from the pain of his arms and shoulder as might be expected. Rather this was from the psychological dagger being jammed deep into the teen's brain by hundreds of minds all hungry for blood. Each and every psyche that Pip was letting into his own was aching for the two combatants to kill one another in the most gruesome way possible. They wanted destruction, mayhem, gore, and wanted it all to happen to the fighters before them.

Pip wasn't overwhelmed though.

No.

He was absorbed. Into the maelstrom.

As this second scream erupted from his lips Pip's right knee would be driving upwards. His head would be blocking any view that Ryu might have had of Pip's leg, and the yell wasn't exactly quiet. The knee would be coming up with all of the force of a teenager trying to cause harm to another human being and would be aimed towards his opponent's groin.

His pain would be all but forgotten while the boy was being dragged through the hellish emotions of the spectators, and at this point causing pain to Ryu became more important then even his own safety. He would make his own bones break even more while bringing as much force as possible into his knee-groin attack.

He was swimming in hate.

In Evil.

This crowd.

This Audience was Him.

He was... Evil.

Ryu would get a gleaning that more of Pip's psionic abilities were about to manifest, except that it wasn't going to be from the knee. Pip wouldn't be adding any more damage to the knee strike, but would rather be forcing another push-like attack from his own head in towards Ryu's already bleeding nose. This would have the same sort of force behind it as the initial headbutt, but not only that, it would also act as a screen for the groin shot.

The two attacks would be happening simultaneously, as Pip was screaming. This crowd.