[ Duo has a point. Mikazuki might be a berserker all on his own, annihilating at speeds that point to something inhuman, but he's calculating in a fight, knowing when to exert force, when to move, when to strike. Balancing the precision of a machine with the fluidity of being alive.
The dragon is different, simply lashing out blindly and furiously. But that's fine for Mikazuki, watching it lunge at the other Gundam below.
As Barbatos freefalls, Mikazuki blasts the propulsion when he's getting within striking distance, placing all the force he can muster in the remaining space between him and Ysverai. Twin halos mark the Gundam's descent as he brings his mace down on the dragon's body in a huge blast of energy. Dirt and sludge explode from underfoot, bone cracks, flesh rends. Blood splatters up as the dragon shrieks and struggles, expelling smog. Mikazuki doesn't let it up, instead giving Duo a wide opening for a strike of his own. ]
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The dragon is different, simply lashing out blindly and furiously. But that's fine for Mikazuki, watching it lunge at the other Gundam below.
As Barbatos freefalls, Mikazuki blasts the propulsion when he's getting within striking distance, placing all the force he can muster in the remaining space between him and Ysverai. Twin halos mark the Gundam's descent as he brings his mace down on the dragon's body in a huge blast of energy. Dirt and sludge explode from underfoot, bone cracks, flesh rends. Blood splatters up as the dragon shrieks and struggles, expelling smog. Mikazuki doesn't let it up, instead giving Duo a wide opening for a strike of his own. ]