Stop monkeying around! (Pharoh, open)

It appeared that the creature were faster than he had expected. It managed to evade his attacks entirely. The blast now seemed to be in a direct path of the other meta-human he had been interacting with. Hopefully, if it did in fact hit him, it wouldn't harm him much. Since he appeared to be in a metal state again, he would probably be fine. As the creature neared him, his feet finally felt earth beneath them again. He stood upright, watching the creature creep in towards him, covering the last few yards quite quickly. He glared at the creature, his fists clenched behind his back. It seemed he would only have one way to stop this creature, since it could apparently dodge his spheres with relative ease. In order for this to work, the creature would likely have to be within only a few feet of him. Otherwise, it may be able to just dodge again. He crouched down, planting his fingers into the dirt, sitting in a crouched position. At least in this way, he could use his foe's size against him. He could feel a warm sensation building in his throat, a small stream of smoke blowing out his mouth as he exhaled.

Metamorphi cursed as he missed the creature and landed on the ground, it hurt a bit, but not as much as the energy ball that hit him, when he got up he ran after the creature as paper, his lighter weight giving him more speed and agility and attempted to grab the creatures tail.

Tiberius saw Metamorphi through the eyes on his back and didn't have to do much besides move his tail out and then above Metamorphi bringing it down at his back. During that Tiberius had a moment of pause in his charge during which he spit a spray of venom at Rah if even a little got on his skin it would begin affecting the brain stopping signals to muscles rendering him much weaker. The amount wouldn't matter as much but the more that hit the stronger the effect, with two sprays he could paralyze someone for a while rendering their whole body useless. Tiberius's tail was brought down as hard as he could devoting all his strength into the slam.

Rah watched the creature closely as it neared him. it wouldn't need to get much closer, when it suddenly spat some fluid at him. He assumed it was venomous, otherwise why would it bother spitting at him? He leaped backward managing to avoid nearly all of the spray. Unfortunately, he did catch a small amount on his left leg. it burned through the cloth and into his skin, causing him to flinch in pain. It was definitely acidic, but worse than that, he felt it affecting his nerves. As he landed he fell onto his backside, looking up at the creature as his body shook with effort, attempting to move it. It took no small amount of effort, but he managed to stand, the smoke now reeling from his mouth. He would have to use the attack soon or the build up may be dangerous. To make matters worse, he had no idea how long this venom would take effect or how strongly it was affecting him. He could feel his strength slipping. He wouldn't be able to outmaneuver the creature for now. No matter, he had his ways still. A couple tricks up his sleeves, one may say. This would require a distraction, and Metamorphi, unfortunately, wasn't doing a very good job of that. The creature seemed to be able to focus in front of it and behind it simultaneously, making a flanking strategy next to worthless. However, the thought pecked at him. How much could it divide it's attention before slipping up? Mentally, he reached out to his staff, which was pressed into the ground a few meters behind the creature.

It was busy attacking his temporary comrade with it's tail, so, it wouldn't likely be able to counter the staff. He willed it to dislodge and fly towards the creature like a javelin for a second time, this time, however, he willed it to grow much thicker, to about the width of a column used for an old style colonial building. This should pack enough punch to catch him off guard, which is all he would need. Using all of his strength, he planted his hands into the dirt again, opened his mouth wide, and exhaled forcefully, expelling a large crimson beam of energy at the creature. While not the fastest of attacks, even the serpentine creature wouldn't likely be able to avoid both strikes, and since the initial staff attack was a fake, hopefully, it's attention would be away from him for a couple seconds. This attack, while not able to kill, would likely do substantial damage to the creature, perhaps enough enough to render it incapable of fighting for a time. He mentally made a crossed fingers gesture, hoping for his plan to succeed.

Metamorphi, with his enhanced agility, managed to avoid the tail strike but the impact made him fall onto his backside, before the creature could move his tail, he grabbed onto it and slowly climbed up it as steel.

Tiberius saw the staff coming and took the hit from it rather glad it threw him away from the beam that looked pretty nasty. The impact should help him get the metal man off him as well. If not well he was going to find out what going underground was like. When Tiberius hit the ground he suddenly began digging fast his talons carving the dirt away in a flash. He moved into the tunnel and began moving toward Rah underground the ground trembling as he moved. Tiberius would be slamming his body against the dirt if he still had a "barnacle". He yelled to Rah. "You are good to notice my attention can't be split too much."

As metamorphi was almost at the point where his plan would come into place, the creature started going underground Crapwhen the creature went underground Metamorphi tasted dirt in his mouth and felt it all over his body.

Pharaoh cursed himself as the beam passed harmlessly by the creature and into the sky. Hopefully no planes passed by in the next few minutes. When the creature began burrowing he took a step back. Fortunately, he could feel the normality creeping back into his muscles. He would be able to move now, but how much could he move? How quickly? It didn't much matter, because he would only have a vague idea of how the creature was attacking. Taking it's size into account, even a tackle could hurt, and it would be difficult to avoid. He wouldn't have much time to avoid a claw, but he could if he had too. But, what else could it do? When it burrowed under, it shouted to him. It only proved his theory about it's attention being divided. But, that wouldn't matter much. It didn't appear his staff did much damage. On the other hand, he did prove that it wasn't indestructible. He willed his staff to return to its normal size, then recalled it to him. He twirled it, and planted it into the ground. Even if it did attack him from under ground, the most it could do in this regard is hit the staff, which wouldn't do much to harm him once he was in the air. He griped the staff tightly, lifting himself up on it with both a hand and a foot, gripping it in a very monkey-like fashion. He willed the staff to extend, raising him higher and higher off the ground, increasing it's thickness to a telephone pole size again to assist in maintaining his weight. He had gone up about 50 yards, this would give him plenty of space. He would likely need another minute before he could use the beam again, but, the spheres could still prove useful. He created a crimson sphere in his opposite hand, watching and waiting. "Come on up here and get me, you over sized worm!" He shouted down to the creature.

Tiberius lunged out of the ground rocks being nearer to the top and he slammed his body against the bottom of the staff like a wrecking ball the whole point being to knock it over. He rolled his body around as soon as he hit and stabbed at Metamorphi with his metal shearing talons. Tiberius laughed and said "This is fun fight for your lives." he was watching the staff to see what happened.

Metamorphi spat dirt out of his mouth when they submerged and was knocked off the creature when he span, he hit the ground and barely rolled out of the path of the creature claws. When he got up he would become paper, leap onto the creature, become steel and attempt to attack it`s eyes.

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