Forests of the Institutes

Udyr leapt down from a nearby tree, a falcon in his hand that he was roasting, fire flickering around and about his palm. The smell of nearly fully cooked flesh wafted as he glared at Shyvana. Udyr took a bite out of the bird's leg and waited for her to say something more.

Udyr stared at Shyvana, eating the falcon in silence. He eventually cricked his neck, discarded the bird's bones onto the ground and grunted, "Then you shall feel the might of Udyr."

With that said, he dashed directly to her, a thunderous fist aimed at her solar plexus. And so the fight began.

Udyr allowed Shyvana's strike to connect, he did not try to dodge or defend himself. Her knuckles would feel as though they had struck a slab of iron, but the trickles of blood that trailed down his face was evidence enough that she had wounded him.

The beast man snorted and said, "You strike like a child." His hand snapped up and grabbed her forearm, his vice grip tightening around her arm. If she tried to struggle, she would realize it was to no avail. And soon, he would snap her arm in half just from the grip alone if she did not do something to release herself.

((2 posts until forearm is broken, act quickly))

"Child in mindset, not in stature."

Udyr's brow furrowed, instead of drawing back from the headbutt, he fired his own head forward and used the momentum Shyvana had given him to add to his own leap forward to maximize his velocity. Two thick headed people would collide skulls, his Turtle aspect prevalent.

Steel upon steel struck one another. This did not make the beast man reel, for truth be told, he had been struck harder by many other people, including a certain person's roundhouse kicks. Blood would fleck out from the wounds already committed on his skin, and splatter Shyvana's face from the force of impact.

He may feel like he was being slapped upside the head, but Shyvana would see what happens when one who could sunder steel with his bare hands struck her helmet with his face.

Udyr's grasp on Shyvana's arm was kept, his grip tightening. A simple headbutt would not be enough to daze this beast man.

((One post left, and said certain person would be Lee Sin. Shame on you for thinking otherwise.))

The half dragon threw a punch to break his grip. This showed her brute force, and her lack of skill. To a trained martial artist, this was a tactic screaming to be punished. The subtle sound of her radial bone cracking whispered from underneath her armor as Udyr's grip tightened for a split second. The hairline fracture would be enough for his intentions. He released her arm and with his free hand, slapped her striking hand away from him. The beast man would make a quick poke at the exposed arm pit of Shyvana, drawing a trace amount of blood from the exposed side, but did not act further than that.

Using her own momentum against her, Shyvana's back now faced Udyr. For most, this would mean death. For Shyvana, this meant only worse. Udyr's beefy arms wrapped themselves around her waist, his hand locking with one another. With a swift jerk, he lifted her up into the air. Shyvana could guess his intentions now: he was goin to suplex her. She would have to act quickly, but her left arm would be more fragile thanks to the fracture.

Fire. Udyr's body roared with his own flames, matching Shyvana's in intensity at the current moment. His tanned skin was a reminder of how often he exposed himself to flames of various sources. The question was what was hotter, the fire of a half dragon that roared wildly, or the concentrated flame of the Phoenix?

It mattered not. Shyvana had tried to break free using her flames, making the beast man chuckle. He could feel the heat lick his face, but he was used to fire. Udyr had created a bridge with his body, in order to maximize the impact of the suplex. Kicking his legs, Udyr pushed himself off the ground, over Shyvana and back on his feet, with her still locked in his grip.

Udyr lifted Shyvana up into the air once more, readying to suplex her yet again, reddish-blue flames flickering and roaring out from them, scorching the ground about them in a six meter circumference.