They both fought like agile, thundering beasts in the few seconds of battle they shared-dignified and vicious, respectively, but beasts all the same. Every failed blow became apparent in Matt's swings, as he desperately tried to gain some sort of advantage.
He leapt into the air and turned about. "Aerial Rave!"
Matt threw the first kick and Rugal just grabbed it, held the teenage over his head, and they both became consumed in a pillar of dark, tremendous power, the silent, cackling image of a skull appearing above them.
Matt screamed in pain.
"I'm comin', Matt! Hang on!" Hugo shouted, running at the pair. He was promptly knocked aside as Matt's limp body smashed into him, tossed by Rugal.
Hsien-Ko weakly stood, drew her sleeve against her bleeding mouth. This seriously was not good.
"Is this all you have to muster?" Rugal mocked, the cold wind blowing past his crimson-stained-crimson wear. "Surely he who defeated the great Master Bison would stand a chance against me!"