A most beautiful dance.

[jyo]

Jyo stood in the center of one of the areas in the training grounds. It was an area he visited often. Completely bare. Just a large slate of rock. It was the quite and calm that appealed to him when he was here. No distractions besides the ones he brought with him.

He already had his weapons out. The bright katana in his left hand and the dark one in his right. He had been sent back with these weapons and had been taking time to learn how to use them. he was no stranger to the Katana. But weilding two of them was something he wasn't as used to. At least not when he started. But he was getting much better.

First he started spinning the sowrds. Not quickly but also not slowly. he was just getting a feel for them still. And seeing how they moved when he used them. Then he started making large swings that were criss-crossing in front of him slightly horizontally. But still with a prominate vertical angle. Jyo stopped for a second with the two blades held down and outwards at his sides. He then began several tossing moves with the weapons. Not for combat training. But for getting more proficient with his reaction timeing itself over anything else. He started revolving and stepping back as he did this adding more need for good timeing and so forth.

Then when he caught both weapons his wings thrust out and with a great flap and a large gust of wind he was airborn. Continueing his flapping Jyo stayed airborne and continued this oddly grafule dance with his weapons now in the air and able to do so much more. Too see such a deadly thing turned into something close to an art would be a wonderous thing for most anyone to encounter.

[Jonathan Winters *Deceased*]

Eager For The Challange

Once in a lifetime, you may get a chance to push yourself beyond your limits, and find out the true capabilities of what you could really do. A chance to go beyond your wildest dreams, and even suprise yourself. Rumors came around... rumors of... a true champion, a force of nature to contend with. Jonathan was normally not one to be so easily... interested in such gossip, but... from the way they talked about this man, this.. 'Jyo'.. had an aura of reverence, of respect. A true warrior of the school, someone who could truly be a champion.. of Arcane Academy. His chances of winning were slim.. he knew that. But, for the sake of Madelyn... who believed him to be her angel.. well, he wanted to see how well his strength compared with his. No magic toys... he only brought his knife, his beretta, and his M82A1.. four clips of rubber bullets each, as well as the clips already stored inside.

He didn't like leaving her alone like this.. especially with so little time left on his end, but.. an oppurtunity of a lifetime.. well, this wasn't something you could so easily pass. At least, once, before he passed on.. he wanted to be able to know.. to be able to know if he was truly strong. His generic suit was all that he wore, the four mics in check, the Rammstein CD there, in case he needed to use a 'distraction', alongside with his mouthset, as he marched on, to where rumors indicated the man could possibly be. His arms swung back and forth, fully on military alert, as he quietly marched a few steps onto the stone, his steps quiet as a mouse, as his eyes finally opened.. to behold a man with wings.

...Wings.

Instant envy.. envy for the things he had lost... thoughts piled into his head, but, his mouth scooped around inside his face mask, for the E-Killer he had laying around, and swallowed it. And with that.. that familiar feeling of all his emotions draining out of him went through his mind again. His face blank, hidden behind his face mask, as he stood, watching him practice his swords movements in the air, with increasing skill, practicing, practicing...

With a stomp of his foot to attract attention, he saluted, his left hand at his side. No tricks here. Just an ordinary greeting.

No... no tricks.

Yet.

[jyo]

Jyo heard a stomp and stopped his practice and sheathed his weapons looking down to see a person in an interesting suite of a designe Jyo had never seen before. Not surprising though as there were still many things in this world he hadn't seen yet.

Jyo swooped down and then stiffend out his wings and held them out catching the air to stop a few feet away from the man. he touvhed down gently and saw that the man had saluted. Jyo returned the motin out of respect.

"Greetings. My name is Jyo. Who are you and what brings you here this fine day?" He asked. His tone was pleasent and the echo in it still held an almost music lilt to it.

[Jonathan Winters *Deceased*]

..Just One More Time...

Today was turning out to be interesting, if an understatement had to be said. The man named.. 'Jyo' was courteous. Jonathan nodded, at his salute, in recognition. He treated Jonathan as though he was an equal, but.. something didn't click. Not just the fact that he had wings, which was already questionable.. but..

"Greetings. My name is Jyo. Who are you and what brings you here this fine day?"

A part of him wanted to smile..

But, that would be pointless, seeing as how he had a face mask on.

He smiled anyways.

The old Jonathan Winters would've pulled out his dog tag and have his acquaintence read the little profile, but, again.. this place had begun to rub off him.. Nodding again, he unslung his sniper rifle, to his right hand, and held it up, with a bit of ease, or, training, if anything, having it rest, the rifle aiming back up a bit. His left hand, pressing onto his face mask emitted a more metallic beep, in comparison with the more angelic voice of this Jyo. *"Jonathan Winters.. j-j-just w-wondering i-if y-ya w-wouldn't m-mind a-a l-little m-match.."*

Reaching into his back pocket a bit, he pulled out one of his rubber bullets, and, holding it up, with his left hand, tossed it with a sense of assurance, just a few feet from the winged man. Another one was pulled out, and he slowly lowered his M82A1 to the ground, patting it slightly, to make sure the safety was on, with his right hand, and with both his hands, stretched out the rubber bullet for a bit, showing a little bit of strain, from his arms. It didn't rip apart.

*"I-Interested? I-I'm u-using r-rubber b-bullets.. 'S-Should p-pack a-a p-punch, b-but 'cause n-nothing m-more th-then a-a fr-fracture.."*

Putting it back into his back pocket, he slowly hefted up his sniper rifle again..

..Something was going to happen here.

[jyo]

Jyo didn't fail to nitice a stutter, He was curious as to what migh have brought that about. But it wasn't something he could bring up. For all he knew that could be how this man normally spoke and bringing up the subject would be highly rude.

So instead Jyo listened to the offer made by this man with his arsenal. Jyo had gone against those with guns several times. Usually he was wounded but he won most of the time. This was different though.
"Odd. Not many have the courtosy to use rubber bullets in training here. You are a rather decent person to do so. I would be highly interested in seeing how you fair in combat. I sadly do not have rubber swords. but I can assure you I will not seriously injure you with my weapons." He said giving a bow to showrespect for his opponet and also to show he was now fully ready for their battle.

Jyo leapt back with his wings folded back behind him. Having them spread made them obvious targets to one with a gun. And he wasn't going to present such a target if he could help it. He didn't know if his opponet was ready so Jyo contented himself with resting his hands on the handles of the sheathed weapons.
"Begin when you are ready." he said pleasently looking forward to a potential challenge.

[Jonathan Winters *Deceased*]

Promise: Don't Hold Back

"Odd. Not many have the courtesy to use rubber bullets in training here. You are a rather decent person to do so. I would be highly interested in seeing how you fair in combat. I sadly do not have rubber swords. but I can assure you I will not seriously injure you with my weapons." Very respectful.. amazingly courteous. To say he was.. in high spirits for meeting such a man would be an understatement, an understatement. Jyo Mashima.. was so much more then what the rumors had described him to be. What he got in turn, however, was a simple nod... as his left hand fell away from his mask, but.. thinking better of it, it went back to the speaker button, clicking it again. *"B-Bullets a-are m-made t-to k-kill o-or d-destroy. I-I'm n-not h-here t-to k-kill. B-But s-sword m-mastery d-doesn't a-always h-have t-to k-kill.."*

*"J-Just p-promise m-me o-one t-thing.."* he stuttered out again...

*"D-Don't h-hold b-back, r-regardless.."*

Already, the warrior that stood before him gave signs of preparing for battle, folding back his wings.. making him a smaller target. Oh... this was going to be interesting, alright. In response, Jonathan quickly pulled out his knife, showing that he too, at least, was armed with a melee weapon, and pulled out his beretta, the butt of it angled at Jyo, so that he could see without deception what Jonathan was armed with. It was his move to begin the battle after all.. might as well do it honorably. And with that... he resheathed his weapons, and slowly, aiming at Jyo, as if to take a shot, right off the bat.. he lowered it, and began charging, running, almost in complete silence, save a few 'taps' on the ground, where his trained feet seemingly barely touched the ground.. charging right at him..

..Initiating. Codename: "Ghost". Codename: "Sniff". Codename: "Mutter". Codename: "Snow".

And, at that moment, he vanished, rolling to Jyo's right, unable to be seen, heard, smelled, or even detected via temperature.. not the perfect stealth, as slowly, he took a few steps back... deciding to save the time to fire... taking steps further and further back... his rifle slowly adjusting, taking aim... his forefinger slowly squeezing down on it, but, giving it space enough to release, or to fire..

At any rate, to fire would mean exposing his current location.. because, although 'Mutter' would provide some dampening on the bullet's sound.. it would last only so long, maybe .8 seconds, outside of 'Mutters' shielding..

Should he fire?

No.. wait.

Still, more and more, sidestepping to the left twice, he continued to back off, gaining more distance..

Statistics:

-Strength: 20
-Dexterity: 10
-Endurance: 10
-Intelligence: 5
-Wisdom: 5
-Energy: 30

Codename: "Ghost" is active! Visibility has been reduced drastically! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Mutter" is active! Sounds coming from Jonathan have been dampened drastically! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Sniff" is active! Jonathan's scent has been sealed! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Snow" is active! Jonathan's temperature is whatever he's around, while he's unaffected by cold/warm temperature!

Jonathan's Remaining Energy: 24

[jyo]

Jyo smiled and nodded. Very well. I shall give it my best." he said. Jyo wasn't sure if his best would overwhelm this person or even stand a chance against him. Never having of heard of this man Jyo couldn't be sure.

He saw his opponet go for a knife and his eyebrows raised slightly.
So not completely range based. inyteresting. Most fighters with guns are long range based and nothing else. This should prove to be a valuable experiance. Jyo thought and in turn pulled out the Holy Katana with his left hand and held it out pointing at his oncoming foe. Jyo was going to wait until he was in striking distance and sidestep while spinning to hit him in the back with the backside of the blade.

But it didn't work. Winters dissapaeared from sight and Jyo wasn't sure where he went.
Some form of cloaking. But more advanced. I can't hear him. Meaning there is some way he is dulling the sounds he makes. But it's pointless to go striat. Not enough time to get behind me. So that means.... Jyo threw his sword up and held his hands out to either side palms facing his left and right and rwo blast emitted from his hands and flew out hopefully.At least making his foe give his position away in some manner. Jyo pulled out the Dark Katana with his right hand and caught the Holy one in his left as it came down and held the weapons in defensivly and slowly rotated.
"So one who hides in shadows. You will be an interesting one indeed." He said with a soft smile clearly enjoing being kept on his toes.

[Jonathan Winters *Deceased*]

Fight: Light Vs. Night

OOC: This will be an acccomdation to my previous post, to accomdate for your post. Especially since my dexterity doesn't quite match up to yours. The walking backwards in the previous post of mine is to be forgotten.

The machines in his head were whirring, compelling him to make sure that the cloaking devices kept up strong. But even then, the human part of him needed to keep up a bit of concentration..

..Just as two magical blasts came out, as he got up, from Jyo's right...

Barely, just barely did he make it out, and, even then, as he ran with slight anxiety, a bit of the blast caught him on his left shoulder.. burning flesh.. burning flesh, despite all the shielding cloaks that were all around him.

Pain.

"..A-Ahhh..." Given a high tolerance of pain, mentally, it could surpass what the body feels, but even then... even then, the body go only go on for so much, not being made to take a continous beating... but it was light, and light passed through him, his invisible body..

-1 Endurance!

And for a moment, after a few more steps, even in spite of Jyo's defensive manuevers, not bothering with the fact that it was a good seven steps away.. he paused. He knew the area around his shoulder was quickly adjusting constantly to the heat of the air, making sure to get into cooler air, for the sake of his shoulder.. 'Sniff' would take care to make sure that the smell wouldn't be heard, and 'Mutter' obviously hid away his slight outtake of breath, but, thoughts reeled into his head. So many more people felt so much more pain. So many people were starving to death, dying each few seconds... As a soldier... he had no right to complain. None. And it was his own fault, for not training hard enough to avoid that blast completely.. and with quietness, he stepped back, taking aim, at Jyo's hea-..shoulder. Possibly more towards the back, at the more visible, but still rather hard-to-hit wings, that Jyo was making sure was kept safe, still walking backwards, at Jyo's left side...

The finger at the trigger... he squeezed down, slightly.. slightly...
"....."

For only less then a second.. anyways.. as a few feet in front of him, finally, the sound.. blew out.. with a large..

"...BANG.."

One bullet.

Not enough.

Never enough.

Not for this guy..

Not for Jyo.

He started to run, lowering his scope almost immediatly, Jyo would undoubtly begin to deflect, or dodge it, even if it was a damned gunshot. This man freaked Jonathan out, more then he cared to admit, E-Killer or not, but.. that was just it. The E-Killers were still in effect, killing his.. 'fear', making way for 'logic'. But, what he thought wasn't logical. This was magic.. the very thing that defied logic..

And with about several yards between them, from how long he took to fire, he just ran in front, 'til he was basically the same distance, but.. now, in front of Jyo. Undoubtly, he'd get hit by something, but, so long as it was just 'heat' attacks... provided it wasn't a definite hit.. it wouldn't make him 'bleed' so much as cauterize and burn him.. badly.

He'd need to finish this quickly and decisively, if he wanted to end this in his favor.. not much energy to support all the cloakings he had on..

Statistics:

-Strength: 20
-Dexterity: 10
-Endurance: 10
-Intelligence: 5
-Wisdom: 5
-Energy: 30

Current Statistics:

(Hints to defeat Jonathan Winters by lowering down his statistics.)

-Strength: 20 (Attack his muscles to lower this down..)
-Dexterity: 10 (Wear him down, or, attack his legs...)
-Endurance: 9 (Just keep beating on him, but, don't forget the minor [very minor] protection the cloakings provide him..)
-Intelligence: 5 (N/A)
-Wisdom: 5 (N/A)
-Energy: 20 (Watch it drop amazingly quick. 5 turns left, at current rate of usage..

Codename: "Ghost" is active! Visibility has been reduced drastically! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Mutter" is active! Sounds coming from Jonathan have been dampened drastically! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Sniff" is active! Jonathan's scent has been sealed! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Snow" is active! Jonathan's temperature is whatever he's around, while he's unaffected by cold/warm temperature! -1 Energy

Jonathan's Remaining Energy: 20

Edit: Just repositioning duel info.

[jyo]

It was then Jyo heard the sound of the gunshot. he twirled to face the sound's origin and ducked. The rubber bullet clipped his wing in the movement. Jyo winced when it struck but the pain wasn't to great. Unlike many of thos with wings his were not highly sensitive unless it was a light touch. But Jyo knew he had lost his ability to fly for this fight.

In response though Jyo had thrown his Dark Katana in a twirl and used his ability to control objects with his slight mental powers to keep it heading to the source of the attack and keep it in a daignol spin making the chances of it hitting a mark more likely.

Just because I can't see you doesnt mean I can't attack you. Though you are presenting more of a challenge with such abilities. Jyo thought keeping his left hand sword held up ready to try and deflect other attacks. his eyes scanned the area and he could see the area where a discharge from where his blast had slightly scored a hit. Jyo decided to make his spinning weapon go to his right slightly hoping that if Winters and ran that would be the direction he had gone. With the fact that he may have gone to the left instead Jyo shifted his held blade to defend his left side more then his right.

Jyo's energy is at roughly 85%

[Jonathan Winters *Deceased*]

Test of Courage

Theme Song: Ambiguity

..Only on the battlefield was it that a soldier would realize how unprepared he was. A magical cloaker, to kill his magical presence, that was what he needed, something that would give off similar energy to that which burned away at him, and was versatile.. a project to develop, to work on, provided he had enough time. His left ashoulder was burning now, yes, burning, pestering him, but yet he ignored it still.. slicing sounds suddenly heard behind him... not wanting to look behind, Jonathan began to run faster, faster, as he turned around while running, his worst fear realized... crap! His running began to pick up in speed, as he darted to the right, but, as if he knew, Jyo sent the sword sailing after him, following him as if he knew exactly where he was... damned creepy, and, the blade was slashing forth, faster and faster... beads of sweat picking up on Jonathan's neck..------

'Never run away.' boomed out Benzel's words in his head.

Wound for wound, blood for blood, slice for shot..

Making a final dash, about seven yards away from Jyo, he whirled around the blade about to slice him, taking aim... for, if this was the technique he'd heard of as 'dousing' thenit required little concentration. Not much, but enough o distract someone.

No more time to go easy.

With the hawkness in his eyes, programmed into his body, his mind, he automaticlaly began to take aim, right as the blade careened into his right shoulder, aiming for Jyo's heart.

..*BANG*

"U..-ughrr..."

-3 Endurance! -1 Endurance for every 2 posts by Jonathan made, due to blood loss! -3 Strength! Arms aren't as strong.. but still useable.

The minor protection had done its job. He wasn't out.. just yet.

Invisible blood pouring out over the blade, slowly falling down its side, as it slowly became visible, drip by drip, the cut obviously fairly deep within his right shoulder, the blade slowly began to succumb, touching Jonathan, enveloping among his shieldings. No time to take it out, it would only increase the bleeding. Grunting, pain shooting up his entire right arm, he never once let his aim leave Jyo, and, slowly, fired again... a little to the left, and again, to the right, and another one, close by, to where his shins would be, in order to scare him, perhaps, make him maybe dodge and guess into one of his bullets, as he took the time to slowly aim at Jyo's left thigh..

Jonathan was an obvious target now, but, provided he could keep on the onslaught, maybe.. just maybe he could stall, and dodge partially out of the way, should, and when Jyo decided to use another spell on him.

Another shot aimed, tracking Jyo, even if he moved, though still capable of missing, at Jyo's own right shoulder.

Three bullets left in this clip.

Pain. Pain was nothing for an individual, in comparison with the masses that suffered around the world. Jonathan was in pain right now, but he had no right to feel pain. This was nothing.. this was absolutely nothing, compared to others, elsewhere...

Almost out of energy. Jonathan slowly lowered his sniper rifle, even with the three bullets left... getting ready for some close-quarters combat, preserving his cloaking techniques..

Statistics:

-Strength: 20
-Dexterity: 10
-Endurance: 10
-Intelligence: 5
-Wisdom: 5
-Energy: 30

Current Statistics:

(Hints to defeat Jonathan Winters by lowering down his statistics.)

-Strength: 17 (Attack his muscles to lower this down..)
-Dexterity: 10 (Wear him down, or, attack his legs...)
-Endurance: 6 (Just keep beating on him, but, don't forget the minor [very minor] protection the cloakings provide him..)
-Intelligence: 5 (N/A)
-Wisdom: 5 (N/A)
-Energy: 16 (Watch it drop amazingly quick. 5 turns left, at current rate of usage..

Codename: "Ghost" is active! Visibility has been reduced drastically! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Mutter" is active! Sounds coming from Jonathan have been dampened drastically! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Sniff" is active! Jonathan's scent has been sealed! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Snow" is active! Jonathan's temperature is whatever he's around, while he's unaffected by cold/warm temperature! -1 Energy

Jonathan's Remaining Energy: 16

[jyo]

Jyo's weapon hit it's mark as a shot was fired. The young mage deflected the bullet with his sword and his eyes locked onto where his weapon was as more shots came out. two were deflected but as Jyo leaned to the side the bullet aimed for his thigh hit. But as Jyo had moved the outer thing was hit. Nothing broke but Jyo fell to one knee gasping.
Shit that hurt like hell. He thought and gritted his teeth as he rolled to his left as the next bullet hit his already wounded wing so that it now hung at an odd angle.

Jyo looked for his blade only to see that it wasn;t visable to him. Apparently the cloaking extended to such things. And Jyo knew that from the way it must have hit that using his mental powers to pull it back would likely critacally wound his sparring partner. Jyo himself wasn't doing so hot either. it had been a long time since he had fought this way.
"What do you say we call this a draw. I can't stand to well and I'm sure my weapon isn;t in a preffered place to you. I could go on if you want to. But not without things getting really ugly." Jyo said but held his blade ready and strained to stand favoring his unwounded leg. He was completely serious about continuing the battle. but he was also not seeing the point in haveing this become potentailly fatal for either of them.

[Jonathan Winters *Deceased*]

Honorable Decline,
Courtesy In Combat

OOC: If you feel this is Godmodding, please tell me, but, all of this is beneficial for you.

..Deactivating. Codename: "Ghost". Codename: "Sniff". Codename: "Mutter". Codename: "Snow".

The blood dripping from him, it was all but pointless now to continue, even as his M82A1 lowered down to the ground. "What do you say we call this a draw. I can't stand to well and I'm sure my weapon isn;t in a preffered place to you. I could go on if you want to. But not without things getting really ugly." True enough. They were almost equal, it seemed. Almost. But, it was clear, that if things proceeded further, Jyo would undoubtly be the victor.. but, is that an excuse to call for a draw? An excuse to to drop this excellant oppurtunity to really test one's limits? Madelyn wouldn't approve of this, he knew that.. but rarely, rarely had he ever been given a chance, a chance to redeem himself, in front of his men, instead, watching them die, watching them all die, his friends, no, his brothers. How they fell in the Beast Revolution, how he could do nothing to stop the red dragon from killing hundreds.. logic of the individual was what you made of it.. and if logic dictated that you were guilty... then until redemption was earned.. one could not rest, rest in their mind, rest in the arms of their loved one. To push himself, a true chance to push himself. To see his limits and push them.. this was truly a blessing from God, this man, this man named Jyo.

Slowly, his right hand travelled up to the hilt of the kantana and with a sudden small squirt of blood, the blade was pulled out, in which he held it, as if to wield it, in a one-handed stance with Jyo. But, with a quick twirl in his hands, he stabbed it down into the ground, and got out a yard of bandaging cloth, and with a machine-like feel, began to wrap it around his arm, taking out a small bottle of disinfectent, and squirting it all over the bandage. The mask, turned towards the arm, giving no attention to Jyo.. when, it suddenly snapped up, and, even Jyo would probably notice that Jonathan, though hidden, was staring directly into his eyes.

Bandaged, his right arm, moved back slightly, letting the sniper rifle leaning on him go off balance and drop to the floor, with a clang, as it floated through the air, with an erie silence, to the hilt of the sharp kantana, all the while, his mask, his eyes, never moving away, never looking away from Jyo. The kantana was sharp, and slid up with ease, but, with another twirl in his arms, he held the hilt up, the sword out at his side, but the hilt towards Jyo. And he walked, his gait unfaltering, even though both his arms were injured. He would not show pain in front of his sparring partner, his opponent in combat. It was respect in which he held this Jyo, high respect, and as he slammed the sword down into the ground, before the Jyo, he nodded towards him.

Reaching back, he got out the same bottle of disinfectent, and.. about the same length of bandaging cloth. Taking the bottle in his right hand, squirting ample amounts on both parts of the wounded wings, bending down, to Jyo's thigh, a sense of duty in the way he moved, as he noted that the rubber bullet at least did not dig its way completely in, using his fingers to take out bits and pieces of debris, spraying more disinfectent onto the thigh, before applying the bandage around it, completely, not so much as to constrict blood movement, but, enough to make it stay, using little pins to keep them in place, in conjunction with Jyo's pants. Standing up, he nodded, and leaned forward, a strange small machine in his hand, as he put a little ear-piece into Jyo's right ear, before walking away, back to his fallen sniper rifle. When, suddenly, a click echoied in Jyo's ear.. Jonathan's voice sounding in it, clear as though he were right in front of him.

*"We-We're o-on e-equal t-terms o-of re-receiving e-equal tr-treatment n-now. I-I f-for o-one, r-refuse t-to q-quit th-this du-duel... f-fight o-on."*

Almost automatically, giving Jyo a few moments to get onto his feet, to realize what had just happened, Jonathan popped out the mostly empty clip, hefting up his sniper rifle. The bleeding in his right arm had at least congested for now.. as he slammed home another clip of rubber bullets. But, his left hand was moving deceptively around, loosening up his knife, taking out the pistol and attaching the silencer to it, before reholstering it, loosely....

..Re-Initiating. Codename: "Ghost". Codename: "Sniff". Codename: "Mutter". Codename: "Snow".

Vanishing at once.. he decided not to move, instead, going into a complete prone position, so that he'd be able to roll out of the way. It was also a good position to rest his arm in, even as he aimed.. this time, for Jyo's stomach.. his hand squeezing down on the trigger slightly.. slowly.. slowly... tracking Jyo carefully...

"....."

The trigger already fully squeezed...

"...BANG.." as the reloading sound only was heard in Jonathan's ear, within his shielding, the bullet slowly becoming visible, as he re-aimed, aiming this time for Jyo's... left foot.

"..."

"...BANG.."

No more holding back.

Statistics:

-Strength: 20
-Dexterity: 10
-Endurance: 10
-Intelligence: 5
-Wisdom: 5
-Energy: 30

Current Statistics:

(Hints to defeat Jonathan Winters by lowering down his statistics.)

-Strength: 17 (Attack his muscles to lower this down..)
-Dexterity: 10 (Wear him down, or, attack his legs...)
-Endurance: 6 (Just keep beating on him, but, don't forget the minor [very minor] protection the cloakings provide him..)
-Intelligence: 5 (N/A)
-Wisdom: 5 (N/A)
-Energy: 16 (Watch it drop amazingly quick. 5 turns left, at current rate of usage..

Codename: "Ghost" is active! Visibility has been reduced drastically! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Mutter" is active! Sounds coming from Jonathan have been dampened drastically! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Sniff" is active! Jonathan's scent has been sealed! -1 Energy!

Codename: "Snow" is active! Jonathan's temperature is whatever he's around, while he's unaffected by cold/warm temperature! -1 Energy

Jonathan's Remaining Energy: 12

Notes: Bleeding Has Been Congested On Jonathan! -1 Endurance Every 5 Turns! (4 Turns Remaining)

[jyo]

Jyo at first was ready to attack when his opponet came up to him as he could now see his blade thrown down. But he noticed the man's intentions quickly as he wasn't attacking and gave a small nod. Jyo liked the trade off. Get slightly patched up then continue on more or less even ground. After Winters was Done Jyo got to his feet with a smile.
"You are an honorable opponet. I have the feeling I like you." Jyo said and jumped far back landing on his unwounded leg and deflected a bullet aimed for his gut.
While moving through the air in the way I did. i'm a good marksman but this guy outstrips me highly in that field. He thought as another bullet clipped his shoe ripping a hold through itand scraping against his foot.
In turn Jyo tossed his right hand sword up and pointed to the are where the bullet came from and a bolt of lightning shot out at where the source was. Jyo knew he couldn't confirm if Winters had been there unless it hit. Fighting a cloaked foe who also cloaked his sounds and so on made for an interesting opponet. Jyo caught the blade as it came back down and held them slightly to his sides so bother were able to come back to cover his front by a twich of the wrist. But also was guarding his sides.