“Blame yourself for the lack of motivation.” Hayama replied to the man’s sentence. So this comrade of his called Calypso was capable of putting the entirety of the ship back together in such a short span of time. Maybe her powers didn’t focus on mending as one would expect, but simply reverse the time around a certain object. Guessing that would do it, he continued. “Yoroshiku, Azazel-san.” he replied. With that said, now both of the parties were aware that the real battle could commence. Azazel decided to take the initiative and engulf everything around him in a cloud of black flames. Hayama, as a reaction, instinctively jumped and increased the distance in between. He didn’t care much about the shadows, since he had a more important thing to think about The hawk he had called forth was currently being burned. As for the drill beaked one, he had summoned it to receive Azazel’s first attack. So now, he had no summons left that could assist him down on the ground. Furthermore, the lower part of his body had caught on fire.
His first move was using Shinra Tensei on himself and repelling the flames that had begun to burn him. Once that was done, he used Asura Path. Transforming his left arm into a launching pad, he launched four missiles that were aimed at Azazel. Though this was only to distract him, while he would be off to do something else. Adding mechanisms to his feet that let him propel himself and basically fly in the air, the young Senbu flipped and propelled himself towards the forest below. Once he was near the ground, he would reverse his position and slowly deactivate the mechanisms on his feet. “Asura Path is versatile for sure.” he thought while landing softly. “I never thought the master of a dark guild would be this irrational. It must be the confidence built within his character thanks to his powers. In that case, I can’t be careless. Or simply, I shouldn’t be.” With a small nod to himself, as if he reassured himself, Hayama adjusted his mask that had gotten loose in the process of landing. He had made his way to the ground pretty quickly, so he had enough time to execute his plan.
He momentarily stabbed the ground with his sword and brought his hands together. He shortly formed the ram hand seal, closed his eyes and spoke with a barely audible voice. “Kutsuu Rikudou: Ichi.” Unknown to anybody, he activated a special type of magic unique to him and accessed its first realm. If he were to open his eyes, there would be the kanji of one on his right eye. The first realm granted him the power of manipulating illusions. Though this wasn’t the kind of power he needed for this fight. Without pausing, he continued as his magical power surged. “Ni.” He said, and accessed the second realm, which would let him copy the skills of others. It was a formidable power, but he wasn’t going to stop yet. “San.” He said quickly, accessing the third realm that granted him the power of summoning deadly animals with poisonous attributes. And lastly came the realm he was intending to stop at, at least for now. “Yon!” he exclaimed, as his magic surged and gained an unusual intensity. His right eye, or as much as it was revealed from his mask, was surrounded by flames while also displaying the kanji for four.
Grabbing his sword back and retracting it from the ground, he sheathed it in its scabbard on his back. He activated the mechanism at his feet and waited at a ready position.
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