Gah, he dodged, no direct hit, but i've got another one for you right here, She thought as she finished the incantation with a slight bit of sweat appearing on her cheek, "Inferno and pandemonium, The sea barrier surges, March on to the south! Hadou number thirty-one, Shakkahou!"
The red ball of fire blazed towards Niklas who seemed to be wanting more spells, since he had tried to taunt Hikari to fire off more spells. The girl was running towards him right in the aftermath of the crimson fire ball, and she jumped a bit to her right to avoid the explosion from the spell.
Let's see you respond to that, murderer, The girl thought as she was on his left side with enough ground between them to not get her caught in the explosion of the spell.
The girl prepared another spell and Niklas saw that it was similar to the one she had cast before—or at least that’s what it appeared to be. The ball in her hand was bigger this time and a different color. Did this mean that it was more powerful as well? Soon, it wouldn’t matter, because the girl launched the second ball in a row at him. You think I’m that dumb? Niklas thought. If he dodged one, there was no reason for him to take this one too.
Dodging this one to the side, he saw that the second orb exploded in a big fiery mess rather than a bomb explosion. He wasn’t able to dodge this entire one either, and the burns hit him on the right side. “Fuck!” he shouted, not noticing that the girl had taken cover on the other side of her attack. When he focused back at his opponent, he finally realized that she wasn’t there.
The shakkahou caught Niklas, although not with the best possible effect, but still it was enough to get him off of his guard for her next attack.
I can do this! He doesn't know my exact location, Hikari thought as she ran towards Niklas and as she was two feet away, she calmly stated, "Hitotsu."
The air around her started to form blades, the total number of blades being fifteen. They soared towards Niklas from all sides, leaving traces of air currents behind them. I've got you now! You murderer, the girl thought as the air blades closed in on the prisoner.
Hitotsu again? Ha! Niklas thought as he heard the voice come from his right side. He just assumed that Hitotsu was a Kidou spell—not a technique shared by the Tenth Division. Because of this, he decided that so long as he kept his distance from the girl, he would be fine. “You aren’t going to electrify me—”
His arrogant shouting was interrupted when a cluster of blades came flying in his direction. What the fuck? Did she not just say Hitotsu? he thought wildly as he could barely defend himself from the bladed onslaught. The blades probably would have done a decent amount of damage on Niklas had it come from a more powerful opponent. That being said, it still stung and cut like crazy, leaving Niklas a very pissed off man. “You fucking cheating bitch!” he yelled.
“Miss Hikari, I’m afraid your time is up! Give it to him!” E. Mann shouted, at which the guards reluctantly threw a very blunt-edged sword out on the field by Niklas’ feet. They were reluctant because they wanted Niklas to get beat up, not do the beating, but those were the agreed upon rules.
A sadistic smile spread across Niklas’ face as he picked the sword up off the ground. “You like playing tricks on me, bitch?” he asked in a bemused voice, albeit sarcastically. He didn’t wait for a response as he unsheathed the blade and did a quick Shunpo to get behind Hikari. With a quick slash, he bonked her on top of the head, although it was a rather hard bonk… He was pissed, but he wasn’t about to kill someone on a whim.
Damn, he's very good at dodging things. Hikari heard E. Mann shout something about her time being up and then the guards threw a blunt sword to his feet and he picked it up with a very big grin on his face. This doesn't look good, she thought as she saw Niklas vanish from her sight. Damn, flash step!
Then she felt a hard hit to the back of her head. She fell to one knee and had to brace herself with hand to not fall over to the ground. He sure can use a sword, I would've lost a part of my head and probably my life if Niklas had been using a more sharper sword, Hikari thought.
After a while, Hikari stood up and started walking towards the tenth barracks and said goodbye to Hisao and Shunsen on her way out of the arena.
Akira waited until the guards dragged Niklas over to him, before getting g up. He walked over to the wounded man and knelt over him again. "Well, this must have been an amazing day for you,” said the Indian with a hint of sarcasm in his voice.
He checked over the man’s wounds. At least he fought against a low level kidou user. If he didn’t this could have been much worse. He placed his hands over the cuts caused by the Tenth Division member’s hitotsu. "Chiyudo Number One, Mend.” His reiatsu flowed into the wounds and quickly closed each of the cuts up.
The teen looked up at one of the guards. "I’ve taken care of most of them, but I suggest you move him to the Fourth Division main treatment building. They’ll probably be able to heal the burns better than I can,” ordered Akira.
"Alright, well seeing that no one else is here, I’m out,” said the adolescent before walking towards the exit. "I expect a paycheck soon,” said Akira to Mr. E. Mann, when he passed him. He exited the field and disappeared in a burst of shunpo.
Hikari had certainly improved since the last he had seen her fight, and healing was certainly becoming Akira's expertise. Hisao of course was excelling with his kidou. Niklas had a lot of stamina which was evident because of the fact that he was still standing after four rounds even if the healer had played a role to help the prisoner accomplish that feat. Overall, he was happy that things went the way they did.
Turning his head to Mann, he wasn't sure what to make of him. He had been wrong to think that Mister. E Mann wanted Niklas dead. Still, he made a mental note to investigate more about this strange man. There was more to him than he let on.
Although he wanted to stick around a bit longer to watch some more kidou spells, it was about time to leave. His next destination was the Cardinal Spirit Library. There were a variety of hadou and bakudou that he could memorize. And if there was one thing that he learned today, there were many unique methods to use when it came to kidou.
The old man gave a huff as his fellow tenth member said goodbye. The relic’s destination was akin to where the third member was going but far better suited to the old man’s purposes in kidou research that the paltry selection the Carnal Spirit Library held. All the tomes of that moldy tomb seemed to be for novices any decent interesting kidou had long been removed from fear of being forbidden. His fellow kidou users in the Arcane Specialists had seemed to take his relaxed attitude with what made a kidou forbidden and its selection proved a far better tool.
He said his goodbyes to the remaining men before his mind drifted as he slowly returned back to his division. The mystery of the bandaged man still plagued Hisao, it was a nagging feeling but he had to ignore it. Trying to distract himself the relic turned his mind to the medic, he believed he would have to see if the man was as talented with the two other schools of kidou as he was with Chiyudo.
A smile at the future spar gave the man some hope and help put out of him his own reservations. Only slightly concerning was the future trip to the fourth that was almost inevitable from his request. At least the medic will be close by. The thought as he entered into the tenth’s grounds before retreating back into his own lost world of spells and memories.
As the last match finished up Leone watched as all the contestants left on by one, all saying they’re goodbyes to one another. Rising to his feet, the young shinigami dusted himself off; glancing at the bandaged man and than over to Hisao and the other contestants. “Well…” Leone paused for a moment. “This did give me something to do today.” He sighed walking off the field, following the others.
Leone thought about how fun it would be to have a real match with Niklas and the other contestants. Just the thought was enough to put the familiar arrogant smile back onto his face. “I can’t wait.”
