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Moved at his fullest of speeds, stilling feeling an occasional blow slip through. He felt his jaw dislocate but didn't stop. Finally catching both his fist and with a twist of his own muscles, snapped the jaw back in place, "Impressive. Perhaps some humans are worth fighting demons after all," He chuckled as he held his fist still, feeling his force. "What is your name again?"

Jacob pushed against the demon with a huge amount of force, pushing and pushing. He didn't dare unleash what he hid, otherwise, it would be hell for them. He might kill him, and get a handful to deal with. He looked around, though, and saw a small crowd looking at them.

"My name is Jacob Robbins, General of the First and Only: God's Warriors, Defender of Humanity," Jacob said, smiling. It was the title he had earned from his past. He kicked both feat into his opponent's chest, and pushed off, flying through the air, then doing a back somersault.

The crowd had formed slowly,some had watched all the sparring,some only seen half of it so far.Neararo stood at the back of the small crowd, he could still see the two as they sparred.Impressive sparring he thought.

He smiled and flipped back away from him. He ran up the wall and pushed off twisting his body to rotate over his head and land suddenly with his back to Jacob's, "Never Tell. That is my new name. Rouge Demon, Assassin," he walked up some and tossed off his top, "Let's take this up a notch." he took a new stance, the form of Pi Gua. A clearly more aggressive stance now.

"After you sir, I think this is fun."

Jacob ripped his shirt off, wrapping the shreds around his fists. He tossed the rest out of his way, and brushed his hair back. He wasn't sweating, but his muscles were getting tired. He ran, then ducked down low, sweeping with both his legs to knock down the demon, doing a 360, and pushing himself into the air with his fists. He never touched the ground.

"Oh yeah, it is fun,"

Felt his legs get knocked aside. He quickly caught his hands and rotated around on his palms. Using his feet to strike at Jacob's mid section before flipping himself back up. "I think this is what we both needed." Noticing the others gathering his ability manifest, creating a face mask of pure ice to conceal his mouth again. "Seems this gives the others something to learn from as well."

Jacob hit the ground, but kicked up with both feet, then hit did a flip on the ground, jumping up. He ran, but instead of gut punching, he turned to the side, running up the side of the wall, flipping, and kicking his opponent in the face.

"Sorry! Spur of the moment!"

Felt the foot plant into his face. His mask cracked then reformed from his ability, "No, very good." he stuck the leg with an open palm as he rotated his body, he dropped to choy le fut stance again and struck at the chest and abdomen with open palms to push back Jacob. He shifted stance again to Dragon Style.

"Not bad, for a human anyways." He chuckled with that echoey voice under his mask. "I think I felt something that time too," he taunted jokingly.

Jacob was pushed back, as he planned, but what no one expected was what came next. He did a backflip, kicking Frost in the chin with both feet, and then running down the side of the wall, and ran straight for Frost while he was recovering, grabbing his leg, and gut, picking him up, and flipping him, landing on top with his elbow.

"That's for the taunt," Jacob said, and knew that any human would be in great pain right now. Hopefully, he was alright.

Felt the rapid assault and laughed, "Fair enough." his legs wrapped around Jacob's waist and he pushed with his hands to flip him onto his back. His knees would come down to pin him at his elbows, to attempt to disable the use of his arms. He then flipped back and using the rapid momentum, attempted to flip Jacob over him.

True Frost held back, but he knew what this man could take was far beyond most mortals. A reason he had gained Frost's respect so rapidly. Frost stood and slid forward and tried to do a shoulder chop.

(The captain is going to flip out from her men fighting for fun xD. And I finally got pictures up on Frost bio.)

The crowd watched in awe as the two did spectacular moves,some people doubted they could even begin to do.
Neararo studied them,watched closely,wouldn't hurt to learn a knew trick or two.
(i think she would be more mad from the fact he stopped the train at that point too)

((She quit. Lets just say she shot herself))

Jacob flew over, kicking him in the back of the head as he propelled himself to the roof, where he jumped off, onto the floor. He wiped the sweat from his head, and ran forward, kicking to the side, then jumping down to his knees, and sweeping before jumping up and punching him in the chest, then jumping and doing a spin kick to the face, dropping the leg down on the shoulder.

Chuckled when he began to the barrage and somehow his speed was equal to Jacob's "Moves like this..." he blocked another strike as he was backing up, "Is that using them in succession lowers the speed to keep the body ready for the pulls." he grabbed the leg as it came to the shoulder and bowed, "I am impressed sir."

"Thank you. However, I see we are getting nowhere. Call it a draw?" Jacob said, standing on one leg. He fell to the ground, but managed to get up, and stand, tired. "You are a truly awesome opponent, using the true meaning for awesome, that is."

He nodded, "A draw it is. First time this has happened." He walked over and pulled his top back on and slowly put his weapons into place. "Most impressive indeed." he sat on top of a crate and closed his eyes, slowly slipping into a meditation as a pulse of cold pushed out, slowly freezing the area around him. It even began to look like it was snowing around his body.

Seeing the event was over,the crowd returned to the main cart,all expect for Neararo,he stayed.“That was cool” he said looking at Jacob,then looked at Frost,Mr winter wonderland he thought,with a small smile appearing.

"Interesting. It's not the first time I've fought with a demon, I've fought better, but its the first time I got close to loosing," Jacob said, and got close to him for a second, but just to cool off. He was sweating every which way. After getting cooled off, he grabbed his shirt, jacket, and everything else, and opened the door to his cabin to go rest.

(Think they should arrive at L.A by this point?) Then there was just him and Frost,he looked out a window from where he stood seeing as though now there wasent much else to do.Everything ,even this far away from the first station,looked so dead..so dull.

((Hell yeah!))Jacob knew that they were in LA already, but he didn't care. He wanted to sleep. Those demons could wait till morning, for all he cared. He would just kick their asses again, and again, and again. But right now, he really wanted to sleep. So he turned on Wish You Were Here, and listened to the album, finally falling asleep. Soon it would be morning, and he would kick demon ass.

(finally!)
He continued to look out the window,demons could come at any time,for all they knew demons be lurking nearby without a hint that they were there.The moon shined in the sky,soon it would be morning.He took out his sword and looked down at the blade,he knew this was going to be a long day,a day where anyone on this train could loose their life.Welcome to hell on earth,please fasten your seatbelts for the moment of your life he thought.