[He can follow the man's energy signature well enough, but the bigger problem is how fast he moves. It takes everything in him to keep up with the hand-to-hand combat -- or hand-to-foot rather -- and his arms arms are taking a pretty good beating. He ducks and dodges as much as he can to give them a break, dancing around as he lashes out with his kicks, but he's thrown off balance the moment Vegeta vanishes as his leg sweeps right through the open air in front of him where just a split second before there had been a body.
Fucking fuck, where did—?!
When Vegeta phases back into play behind Sanji, he feels it immediately, his entire body tensing up as he tries to throw himself out of the way of the oncoming punch. He's not quick enough to avoid it entirely, though, and Vegeta's fist catches his temple, sending him tumbling again.
And this time, he does see stars.
But he grits his teeth against the sudden pounding in his head, the flames around his legs flickering for a moment before blazing up in full force again. He slams a hand into the ground to catch himself as he falls, and quickly rises up into a handstand, his other hand slapping down for extra support as he whips both legs around in a propeller-like motion to deliver another flurry of kicks.
It leaves his middle a little too wide open, which normally isn't an issue except that now he knows Vegeta probably won't have any trouble breaking through his defenses. So he doesn't hold the position for long, instead launching himself into a back handspring and then kicking upwards into the sky the second his feet touch the ground again.
...And he keeps kicking. Up and up and up. He can't fly, exactly, but he can keep himself aloft in a different way. His next move is sure to get disrupted, but he tucks into a roll anyway, rapidly spinning in midair and picking up momentum until he abruptly drops like a brick, burning leg extended straight out in front of him as he tries to slam his heel right smack into the top of Vegeta's head.]
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Fucking fuck, where did—?!
When Vegeta phases back into play behind Sanji, he feels it immediately, his entire body tensing up as he tries to throw himself out of the way of the oncoming punch. He's not quick enough to avoid it entirely, though, and Vegeta's fist catches his temple, sending him tumbling again.
And this time, he does see stars.
But he grits his teeth against the sudden pounding in his head, the flames around his legs flickering for a moment before blazing up in full force again. He slams a hand into the ground to catch himself as he falls, and quickly rises up into a handstand, his other hand slapping down for extra support as he whips both legs around in a propeller-like motion to deliver another flurry of kicks.
It leaves his middle a little too wide open, which normally isn't an issue except that now he knows Vegeta probably won't have any trouble breaking through his defenses. So he doesn't hold the position for long, instead launching himself into a back handspring and then kicking upwards into the sky the second his feet touch the ground again.
...And he keeps kicking. Up and up and up. He can't fly, exactly, but he can keep himself aloft in a different way. His next move is sure to get disrupted, but he tucks into a roll anyway, rapidly spinning in midair and picking up momentum until he abruptly drops like a brick, burning leg extended straight out in front of him as he tries to slam his heel right smack into the top of Vegeta's head.]