145 Marco vs Kuzan (2/2)

A low caw could be heard from the birds beak as it came to a stop mid air, its talons splayed before it as it spit venom at him through its gaze.

Instantly Kuzan lunged, his ice capping the ground in a fine frozen rink of sorts before immediately turning the sultry air a bone biting cold.

He was a Logia, he refused to play by the other side's rules. A massive boulder shot through the ground as the phoenix took to the air, jumping to a position at a higher altitude then the frigid caps could touch.

Kuzan jumped atop the icy mountain tops as he splayed his hands forward, a hail of bullets racing through the air at his enemy.

A ray of light shot through the hail as a clawed foot raced towards him. A small smile finally came upon his face as he tapped his foot. The boulder he had been standing on now had a slide!

As he gracefully slid down the smooth icy surface he brandished his hands again, the few ice boulders that still remained instantly shattered into a storm of sharp icy daggers.

This had been his plan, or well, a lucky occurence! To draw his foe in before assaulting them with a sheer mountain of tiny yet deadly jagged ice shards.

The phoenix swished backwards as it narrowly avoided the first shard that had been aiming for its head, before with a helpless cry it rose back into the air.

”So, what do you say? You can't get near, and I can't reach as far, so shall we call a truce?” Kuzan called out as he leisurely brought his hands to his nose.

The bird huffed in anger before bursting into flames in the sky. A blaze of blue brightened the sky for a second, before a much smaller figure dropped through the protective shard layer.

As soon as Marco made it through he transformed once again, zooming at the Vice Admiral at a speed that he had never anticipated.

While all this took quite a while for Kuzan to comprehend, the humanoid figure had already returned invading his personal space aggressively as a volley of punches shot towards his face, transforming back and forth between the deadly but blunt fist to the equally deadly but much sharper talon.

Kuzan growled again as he dodged, twisting and turning as he attempted to control the battle. But where his opponent had first dodged, now he headed right through!

And as Kuzan twisted out of the way of a particularly rabid charge, he was suddenly surprised by a;

'Pere pere pere pere...'