Heat V Deucalion
They just stood there, waiting for the first move. This battle felt more intense than what he had with the vampire, and it hadn't even begun. Heat took a step forward and Deucalion charged at him with a punch. He blocked it with a shield of snakes but the force from the punch pushed him into the ground. Deucalion then took a few steps back and Heat got up, confused by his strength.
His confusion was eroded when he saw Deucalion's right arm was transformed. It was much bigger, hairier and darker than the rest of his brown skin. Heat begun to realize how little he knew of amaroqs.
Suddenly, Deucalion seemed to have disappeared. Heat could hear the aging floor of the cabin creak at one place and then another—Deucalion was transporting about the cabin. He summoned his Hebikaze to sense him but received an unexpected punch in the face instead. It barely fazed Heat, who regained focus quick enough to predict the next hit. He used the snakes on one of his arms to tie Deucalion's transformed arm and yanked him closer. The moment he was close enough, Heat punched him with all the strength he could gather. They entered a hand-to-hand combat, but it seemed that with every punch, Deucalion grew stronger and faster. Heat was clearly superior but his skill was slowly becoming useless. Deucalion made a sudden pause and threw a powerful punch at Heat; he turned sideways to dodge it, returned the punch to Deucalion's midsection and immediately used snakes from both his arms to wrap Deucalion, slamming him into the wall. He stood away, keeping his distance and panting. Heat was getting exhausted from the fight while Deucalion looked refreshed. He got off the cabin floor, looking bigger and hairier.
Heat released an exhausted sigh. The two combatants charged at each other. Snakes extended from Heat's left arm at Deucalion who quickly jumped. Heat reacted quickly, extending extra snakes from his right arm and grabbing Deucalion by the neck. He leaped into the air, pulled Deucalion towards him and greeted him with a barrage of Snake's Hiss. The massive opponent's body shook the cabin a bit as it dropped to the floor. Curious as to whether he had inflicted any damage at all, Heat got closer to Deucalion for a closer look; large hands grabbed his face. He flipped Heat over like an omelet, smashing him into the ground and followed with an attempted swipe at his face; the snake amen reacted fast enough to avoid it and used both feet to hit kick him with all his strength. Deucalion was barely fazed; he took a step back and let out a loud growl. There was a sudden burst of spa from his body. Heat could only look on in shock as a giant, muscular, anthropomorphic wolf shook its head to rustle its large mane and gnarl to expose deadly teeth. He tried to get to his feet, but he could feel pressure from the creature forcing him to stay down. Exhausted and drained, Heat used all his strength to rise up. With a burst of spa, he aimed a Great Snake's Hiss at Deucalion, but the creature swiftly dodged and punched his face into the wall.
As his body dropped to the floor, all that went through Heat's mind was the last time he felt helpless and powerless, years ago at the hand of familiar faces. He struggled to rise back up, but his legs wouldn't budge. His skull felt brittle, like it could break the moment someone touched his face. Deucalion held Heat's head in his palm and threw him across the cabin. Heat tried to lift his head to see his fate, but now it too refused to rise. The thought of dying echoed in his mind; he could see and process everything, but not do a thing. The memory of the last time he felt this way still rampaged through his mind. No, it couldn't happen again, not with Dan and Debbie waiting for him at home. Heat called on all the strength in his body, managing to lift his head. Impressed, Deucalion walked over to him. Exposing his large teeth with an evil grin, he stretched to grab Heat's face but the snake amen spat on his face instead. Purple spa begun to envelope Heat's right arm, as he forced himself to one knee. Enraged by the spit, Deucalion swung his leg at Heat's midsection.
However, just before the kick connected, large white feathers rammed into Deucalion and flung him back. The huge creature got up angrily but received a punch in his face from a large bear fist. A fist so strong that it planted his head into the wall. Aquila, with a wing sprouted from her back and Ursus with arm transformed into a bear's arm, ran to Heat.