The Black Stars of Melanin

Casual Nexus

A gigantic plume of smoke perforated the air...

"I have neva lost a single fight in my entire life..." Abrafo spoke from the settling dust.

"What, is he..?" the astounded princess muttered to herself in complete disbelief. His mountainous silhouette, slowly encroached from the smoke, his every step, slow and domineering. His breathing, deep and measured until 'SHOOM!'. His sheer aura alone expelled the smoke completely. There he stood, postured and tensed, Abrafo the revolutionist, Abrafo the warrior, Abrafo Jabari, chief of the Gokong!

"Your self righteous light cannot defeat me!" he boomed.

"WROOOAGH!" his men erupted, enthusiastically pumping their fists into the air.

"Abrafo..!" Juri growled, readying herself for the decisive round.

"Do you see! Do you see it now, my Juri!? He isn't even from Melanina directly, yet his strength is astounding! His kind, they all hail from Melanina in the end. The Melanin people possess a power that will raze the world to the ground! Imagine if they all banded together!? Imagine of they all possess a darkness like that which came over Jinto!? Imagine if they all harbour such hatred in their hearts as we have seen today!?" Bulqise bellowed.

Juri paused, contemplating all she had seen and yet still, even if just for this very moment, she was going to do what she wanted to do... "Were we so different, mother?" she retorted stoically. Juri wasn't going to defeat this man for Casia or for her parents, but for the little girl who believed in her, until her dying breath!

"Little girl, it is time! Let us finish dis farce before I rend you and your people from de pages of history!" Abrafo barked.

Juri's hair began to flow upward, dancing in the wind of her Qudra like belly dancers. Golden luminescence enshrouded her once more, as she charged towards him! 'Woosh, woosh, slip' Juri threw a one two punch combination, followed by a high kick, which Abrafo artfully evaded. Before she could return her leg from its extension, the Gokong king seized her by the ankle, swinging her around like the Olympic hammer throw.

'Pow!' Immediately, Juri blasted his hand off of her leg. "Now for de discipline!" the revolutionist uttered. And at once, with his other hand he grabbed the princess by her face and went to slam her into the ground.

"You're nothing compared to Jinto." the vixen thought to herself and with deadly elegance, she countered his throw by shackling him into a crushing arm bar hold! "HYAAAAAAA!" the femme fatal roared, exerting all of her strength in an effort to rip his arm off.

"Delusions of grandeur..." Abrafo murmured. Instantly, his whole arm tensed, nearly doubling in size. He picked her up while her legs were still clamped around his arm and smashed her into the ground, leaving a small crater!

"URGHH!" the winded princess exclaimed in pain, as she lay flat on the floor. The Gokong fighter gripped her by her hair, raising her up slowly before 'POW!'. His huge fist crashed into her face, shattering her light shroud shield completely and sending her several meters across the ground. "(Cough, cough) I-I know what his Qudra is now... mother." the battered battler bespoke.

"I too have seen through him. He can harden his skin to an unknown degree. However hard things can be pierced if the point of contact is narrow enough. Like a bullet shooting through a wall, while a fist cannot. Or a knife stabbing what a finger can't." Bulqise advised her beloved daughter.

"Yes, I know how to beat him, mother..." the sovereign of light declared, while she slowly stood up; her legs were still shaky from the last attack she had suffered.

"Don't forget, you're a Casian, the best of us, unbeatable, my daughter, JURIIII!" Bulqise boomed in encouragement.

"TYAAAAH!" Juri yelled, dashing towards her foe.