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All the yelling seems to grind more of Hisao's nerves more than ever. Won't this guy ever shut up!?
Hisao didn't hesitate to confront the ball of static that this guy try to throw at him. As soon as it was shot at him, a little wave of his finger could easily summon one of his Nasods to appear in front of him and shield him from the ball that proved no threat to him at all through the use of the production of magnetic field.
Then Kajet leapt forward for a direct confrontation, mainly his weak point since his combative skills weren't made to fight up close and personally against someone but who in the world have the time to avoid them? Not only he endures through the ordeal of taking Kajet's wild strikes, Hisao didn't waste his time commanding all of his Nasods to come for his aid and split evenly to both of his arms, reinforced with rotating Nasods and now empowered with electromagnetic energy. Obviously, Hisao cannot endure the pain of receiving the strikes but this piece of shit wasn't getting away for pissing him off like that.
Hisao didn't waste time waiting for him to generate static while striking him. No, it won't be that easy. With a thrust from his fist in such an up close and personal 'meeting' between himself and Kajet, their distance was covered enough for him to punch right against his stomach with a brunt force of a bundle of an explosive dynamic. By using the Nasods surrounding his arm, Hisao could generate a pseudo railgun by empowering his arm with electricity and using the machines to propel his arm forward like a piston like a type of pseudo railgun designed to handle foes on a personal level.
In this range, Kajet would have a difficult chance of avoiding the punch too coupling with the fact of using the time to generate static while busy with wildly slashing towards Hisao. If he did take the hit directly, not only would Kajet be blown off miles away by the massive recoil produced by the very force of that punch itself but he'll have a taste of shattered ribs and force him to vomit out large volumes of both blood and spit for directing that force to his guts.
Even Hisao did miss the punch by an inch, Kajet could feel as if some invisible force would throw him off to a distance; a force coming from the punch alone, effectively interrupting him from ever generating the time to create a static weapon and further anymore attacks that he plans on doing. This is the terrifying power of messing with an engineer, let alone a scientific genius that can make use of his knowledge from the days of when he was experimented to be an artificial God.
Once if Kajet recovered and yelled once again, Hisao was finally at the end of his nerves, yelling right back at him."I'M TIRED OF YOUR YELLING AND YAPPING! IF YOU'RE THAT FAR ON YOUR PERIOD, I SUGGEST YOU TO SHUT. THE. FUCK. UP."
Raising his coat and placing his right hand behind his waist, he didn't hesitate to release his Zanpakutō right here and right now to end this yelling of this annoying shit."Rule the world, Kushiro."
His spiritual power spiked in an explosive power, and given the time, Kajet would have already recovered and return back to his relentless and wild attacks of hacking and slashing like some wild beast.But..
Hisao wasn't going to waste his time standing there again and taking the damage like he did previously. The damage before he punched him was still there and stinging like crap for a guy who wasn't physically fit at all but for the love of god, he was bloody pissed off now when it comes along with the pain.
With a short sprint to appear face-to-face with Kajet, his right hand would swiftly draw a pair of Deagles from the back of his waist, equip it with both of his hands forward; left hand holding the Deagle upright with his index finger on the trigger while the other hand holding the Deagle upside down with his pinky finger on the trigger and now unsupported from the Nasods to use his measly strength to thrust one of the gun's barrel onto Kajet's forehead. Despite his strength, his aim wasn't to knock him out with physical strength. If the barrel of his gun did hit the forehead, then he would meet an eventful fate.
The moment Hisao pulls the trigger, his gun would release a powerful electromagnetic beam that won't kill Kajet in an instant but enough to burn his face and worst case scenario; deform it permanently without the slightest hesitation. There is no mercy in this battlefield and he won't waste effort showing that kind of thing against someone who can potentially kill him.No. It hasn't ended yet.
Hisao would use shunpo to take several steps back out of Kajet in attempt of avoiding from Kajet's relentless attacks. Even if it had failed, at best, he would be inflicted with a few minor wounds or a moderately dangerous one to keep him bleed for awhile which at that point, his pain threshold would start to wear off and it may be the time to start switching with Kushiro to do a more physical fight against this one loud berserker.
Aiming with his Deagle held by his right hand upside down, regardless or not whether if Kajet is chasing after him, Hisao will rapidly pull the trigger as if he is firing a fully automatic rifle with his pinky finger. Unlike the orbs that he had to deal with earlier ago, Kajet had to deal with wave after wave of electromagnetic beam that isn't as weak as the orbs but providing enough concentration and prowess to burn right into his flesh if Kajet wasn't careful enough with his steps and eyes.
This would only go on for a few seconds before altogether stopping his trigger-happy pinky finger."COME ON! I'LL HELP YOU YELL ON YOUR GRAVE ONCE ITS MARKED HERE, KID!"
He stood there, fearless and angrier than before. While holding onto the Deagles, Hisao placed one of his hands against a wound that started bleeding after he took those wild slashes like some man he is. Even with him in shikai, his body couldn't hold up with this sort of physical 'exercise' that is taking toll on his body. He is physically weak, only spiritually strong and good at ranged attacks, so this kind of activity that involves of punching, thrusting and sprinting easily takes up a toll on him as if he is an average human who couldn't even run a marathon.Pant, pant.
Honestly, he can still go on but not for long against some maniac like Kajet who seem to be able to go on forever at this point. His eyes focused on Kajet, injured or not, and whispered to himself."Kushiro, if I can't go on, help me knock this fucker out of the pecker."
Slowly recovering, Hisao spun both of his Deagles as if he was some old western cowboy before halting it and aiming both Deagles back towards Kajet in an odd fashion. One gun held upright with index finger on the trigger, while the other gun held upside down with the pinky finger on the trigger. An odd way to hold a gun but to Hisao, this is the most effective way for him to wield it."COME ON!"
He shouted that word, as loud and angrily as he could.