Sasheem masked his ki, charging headfirst into the Basilisk Miasma. His opponent could be sensed the closer he was through her general location. Another Anaconda Maw was fired off blindly through the fog. Sasheem smiled to himself. That meant his opponent was starting to panic....maybe. If not from being unable to locate the Majin then from the fact that the miasma was slowly starting to dissipate. And not of her own volition.

Sasheem was absorbing the fog into himself through his pores. It had begun to cause his flesh to sizzle and melt, but he'd suffered far worse under Baric's rot. All he had to do was concentrate...stay focused enough to not let the venom effect him. Soon enough, the miasma had mostly vanished from the warehouse and to Sasheem's opponent....the Majin had all but vanished as well.

...But not for long, the Majin appeared, leaping from the floor tiles before the ghost woman, utilizing Naga Palm, additional hands sprouting on each of his sides and his back. His Naga Palm was met with the ghost woman's own rendition, hers having one extra hand sprouting from her back.

The twos' multiple arms locked, almost like a test of strength as their eyes glared into one another, a look of familiarity in each, something that unnerved Sasheem slightly. They soon broke off their interlocking arms and began to fight hand to hand. Each strike, each blow in the traditional style of the Snake School

Serpent's Fang Stance

Toxin Injection

Spinning Cobra

The last one, Sasheem used before his opponent had time to react, spinning around rapidly and smack her face, and torso with the back of his Naga Palm fists. His Majin physiology always had made him a natural at the swift and precise movements required of the Snake School. That's always what she told him anyway..."Sasheem doesn't know why you bothered to come back..." Sasheem uttered. "But, he'll be more than happy to send you back!"

The ghost woman as she fell to the floor suddenly caught herself with her ekbow, using it to leap forward and launch a kick at Sasheem's chin...but he caught it with two of his hands, and pulled her closer as he released Venom Mist from his mouth. Not just his own, but all the miasma he had absorbed as well. His opponent caught the full brunt of it....and fell to the floor.

Sasheem watched as she lay on the tiles motionless a bit...before she quickly sat up, breathing heavily but not dying of the intense venom she had breathed into her system. It was understandable, to Sasheem at least. There had been only one individual within the Snake School, within Coral Canyon who had undergone such intense training so as to be virtually unaffected by even the five deadliest venoms. That woman now sat before him as she removed her hood to reveal a smiling face.

The Snake Mistress of Coral Canyon.

She stood up and brushed herself off, facing Sasheem...the venom wasn't fatal, perhaps it never was considering she was already deceased, but she still swayed uneasily under its effects. Sasheem, against his better judgment, held her steady. "You're nowhere near as strong as Sasheem is...but even then you held back?! What kind of revenge mission is this if you don't go all out, old lady?" He snarled, only for his eyes to widen as he palm gently touched his face.

"Sasheem..." she smiled, a look that almost seemed...proud? "You've grown up!"

Sasheem glared at her...memories cropping up from centuries ago. Before he'd even spoke in a language most understood. When he'd first traverses through the Canyon...studied in it's falls. The Majin watched in surprise as something...hit the back of his hand. Droplets of water....from his face, his eyes?! "What...what is this?" He asked, his voice wavering slightly.

"....They're tears," the Snake Mistress blinked. "Are you fucking stupid?"

Sasheem promptly dropped her on the floor. "I KNOW WHAT THEY ARE DAMMIT!" he snapped. "Give Sasheem a break, he was trying to have a moment here! Then you had to go and ruin it you old bat. Why the hell are you back anyway?!"

The Snake Mistress simply held a hand to her face and chuckled to herself. "Fufufufufu!" she couldn't help but snicker.

"OH! Now, it's funny! You know Sasheem was actually gonna apologize for murdering you and the Snake School, but he feels more than a little justified now!" The Majin ranted over his old sensei's continued laughter.