Sparring Match: Smash VS Terrador

Smash grinned. "And what about you? I know you can't take much more either. Are you actually concerned for me, or is it that you think you've lost?"

Terrador stepped back quickly slightly irritated by Smash's mocking words.

"I never accept defeat, especially to myself. I push myself beyond my limits. If you weren't laying helplessly on the ground I'd show you what power I still possess." he snapped glaring at Smash. Despite those words he was lying. His body has reached its limits, but in his mind, no such limitation existed.

"That's the spirit." He said. "I already told you I'm not giving up until you knock me completely out. It ain't over till it's over!" He stood up, the blood running from his forehead reached his muzzle. His confident grin changed to a determined glare.

"You want it, you got it!" he shouted fighting a smile. A bit hesitant he charged at Smash. As he neared a sudden burst of energy formed. The fist he cocked back was shrouded in pulsating green energy. He brought it forward, afterimages seemed to follow it. This would probably be the most powerful of his attacks this match.

Smash grinned with excitement. With a sudden burst of energy, his aura returned in a greater size than before. Before Terrador got too close, Smash did his best to leap into the air with his one foot. Due to his form he went higher than he normally would. He cocked his fist back behind his head, and it seemed to glow with it's own aura. "URRGHIII!!" He cried out. He let out yet another burst of energy. His fur and aura changed to lime green, and cyan stripes appeared on his arms and legs. "This is what I've been saving for the grand finale!" He called out as he began to descend. After images appeared behind him, and his fist glowed brightly as he put all of his remaining strength into this attack. "Let me show you what I'm really made of! Diviiine FIIIIST!!!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. As he came down upon his target, he threw a punch more powerful than any "Skull Cracker" that he'd ever dished out. Upon impact with anything, the ground under them would nearly explode, and a huge column of energy would shoot straight up towards the sky--breaking through the ceiling and reaching the clouds. It could be seen from miles away. No normal person could even survive this type of attack head on.

"What?" Terrador muttered as hit attack missed. Seeing Smash power up like that in addition to his incredible leap, he struggled to retain his form just for a few more seconds. His body ached and refused to move. Fragments of the rock wall laid beside him which gave him an idea. Using what power he had left, the rocks seemed to multiply and formed a highly compressed dome of rock around him. Despite feeling a bit of fear, inside the dome a smile fixed on his face. Smash was truly a formidable opponent. If he were to survive this Divine Fist attack, this would not be the last he'd seen of Terrador Bellator. He closed his eyes feeling the intense energy closing in fast. His body loosened up and he braced for the impact. Seconds after what appeared to be the very hands of God demolished through the barrier like a hot knife through butter. The world seemed to shake for a split second as Smash's fist punished the ground. As the explosion subsided Terrador remained in the room, but his whereabouts were unknown. If Smash were to look around for a bit, he would find his unconscious body clung to the ceiling.

Smash's fist was now stuck in the ground a bit. The floor around him was destroyed, as he was now standing in a crater. He stood up and opened his eyes, but then gasped and staggered forward trying to keep his balance, as his form suddenly wore off. He only just now realize how much damage he'd taken, an how much energy he'd used. He went into a kneeling position, clutching his chest. "Guh...I-I think I overdid it...Not gonna be healing this anytime soon." He said to himself. And if it's this bad for me, imagine what Terrador's going through. He thought. Speaking of which, where did he go? He looked around, and soon saw him clinging to the ceiling. "Whoa. H-how did he get up there..?" He said, still in pain. "Nngh. Have to call the officials for that one." He started to limp out the ring, but he wasn't going very fast due to his bad foot.

Terrador was clung due to the force, sort of "sucked into the wall." Gravity soon kicked in and he fell lifeless to the ground. Upon contact his body bounced a couple times before coming to an abrupt halt. He laid on his back with no sighs of life and a wide assortments of cuts, scrapes and bruises covering his entire body. His chest lifted occasionally lifted, but it was fairly unnoticeable and his closed eyes twitched infrequently.

Soon, the people working at the arena came to escort them both to the infirmary.
"Good timing." Smash said. "We're in pretty bad shape here."
Two people holding a stretcher came and scooped Terrador up onto it, while two other people helped Smash by holding his arms under their shoulders.


((Well that was a good match.))

((Indeed it was. Looks like Terrador really pushed Smash to his limits. It might take him some time to recover from this.))