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Now things were getting interesting for the male. Ghislain was smart enough to not take the direct attack of Hayden’s fist, but it was obviously he had sustained some critical damage from the frailing arm. But within a few moments it seemed he held some semi control of the once broken limb, whatever he was doing seemed to be a useful ability in this instance. Perhaps Ghislain held some secrets that Hayden had not already known, but that didn’t mean Hayden own focus was broken- in fact it seemed to rev him up even more.
Ghislain would begin to draw energy towards himself obviously preparing for another large attack, prompting Hayden to wonder just how far he was going to take it? He was obviously pushing his body to the limit something which made Hayden amused, but the gap in power was starting to show. While Ghislain held more years under his belt the lack of experience as a front liner was beginning to show, the technique and general way in which he fought was placing him at a disadvantage when fighting someone like Hayden. The time Hayden has devoted to his craft simply outmatched Ghislain, something he was sure damage the pride of the Quincy. But it was that damage which could result in this amazing display in power; it was beautiful.
As death matter tugged at his mind making him sense the visible discomfort it felt from trying to be used by someone of such an inexperienced nature. This was interesting. While normally he would fight tooth and nail to not allow someone to touch his energy, this was an exception as the Quincy needed to push his abilities to the brink. It was this very reason Hayden let a smile grace his calloused features, his lips curling into a smile as his stance began to shift. It was at this point he placed two hands on his Zanpakutō, fully ready to accept whatever was about to be produced.
"Very well, let me introduce you to an old friend.And let's see who can take a bigger ASS KICKING!"
Very well. As the orb of unstable energy began to grow and compound on it’s self Hayden eyes were immediately able to deduce that this thing wasn’t by any means stable. It was like a conglomeration of clay and gunpowder, only held together by glue and a short fuse. The attack exploded prematurely between Ghislain and Hayden causing an assortment of effects as it’s energy sprayed the arena, coating it in both dark matter and death matter. A mistake. But before we could highlight that we must deal with the force generated by the explosion.
Hayden’s body would remain firm as he had sufficiently braced himself against the ground, his Mask handling most of the damage which was generated by the attack. The stark difference between Ghislain and Hayden in this instance was Hayden held the benefit of his mask being able to absorb the majority of the impact with the rest of the force smashing into his flesh. However the burned skin and torn flesh would soon be mending it’s self at supersonic speeds due to both the large amount of death matter in the attack and his own natural reserve.
You see when you use a death matter attack against the user it was like throwing water on water, while the kinetic and explosive force generated harmed him, the key factor of death matter was it’s ability to grow and convert substance to itself. Hence why Hayden was both being harmed and damage by this onslaught, it was an interesting show one which could easily damage someone of a different fortitude. Perhaps it held the potential for a cooperative attack within the near future. But for now Hayden was bracing his body as he was forced back from the raw magnitude which was generated.
It would allow Hayden to weight his own options for attacks, he needed to pin Ghislain down as the moment he did that this fight would very quickly be over. After all in a range fight Hayden was at the disadvantage as he was a in your face fighter and Ghislain was offered more advantages at range. Thus it was at this time the once damage Vizard would stand at his full height as the smoke cleared, the burn marks which once glazed his body and missing flesh was gone. Ghislain may not have none of Hayden’s regenerative abilities but they where some of the strongest in the world. His neck beginning to rotate as the cracking bone was heard indicating that he was still ready to fight.
The world would see the storm cloud above beginning to funnel onto Hayden’s Zanpakutō before enveloping his arms as well. His sword beginning to raise above his head as his eyes looked at the ‘Knights’ which now began to walk towards him. He had no intention of fighting these mere copies of the man he intended to battle, these where simply fodder in which he could reveal one of his developed Zanjutsu techniques. Hayden body would crouch slightly lower than usually, his blackened eyes with crimson pupils would lock on the clones before he let out a roar his arms slashing his blade three times.
As he let the name out the storm would leave his Zanpakutō sending out three mini tornados which eventually grew in size before being the size of a two story house, the earth around them beginning to lift and tore apart as they spun far above the speeds of any normal tornado. Unless the knights could withstand rotating speeds of Mach 3 they would begin to be lifted up and attempted to be tore apart, these three storms spinning in a triangular formation acting as both a shield for Hayden and a way to neutralize the threats before him.
This was the power of someone which a intune connection with their Zanpakutō, who had mastered the arts of Zanjutsu. While Hayden was a strong man and a very fast one some might forget that he was deeply intune with his Zanpakutō and Hollow nature. When it came to the adaptability of the man and his own internal compass he rarely falter from it nowadays. It was the testament of an extremely strong will power and man who had forged his own road through blood and steel, to now reside among the top percent of fighters within the world. It was time to display how far he had come in these next section of actions.
So as the storms raged on, he would disappear as his shunpo took him in a full arc around them in order to meet Ghislain from the side. While it was more of Hayden style to come directly at him, it was one of the few moments one might not want to enter into what was effectively a triangle of death. His Zanpakutō in the back left position, his sword tip just barely above the earth as he witness what Ghislain Was doing all this time: Building a bigger bomb using death matter again. Fuck.
This was going to be a big fucking blast. That was the low down of it, Ghislain might not quite understand the forces he was working with. He was taking the literal incarnation of death in this world and trying to bend it to his will. On principle alone the ethereal force might simply wish to blow back on him to kill him and claim his soul. But that would not happen as to his own credit he held a much stronger control over this mass of energy. What was more impressing was he had managed to get into the air and was sending the orb of death right at Hayden, something he had to react to now lest he wanted to sustain a large amount of damage.
He thought it was time to finally give Ghislain something worth fighting, so as the mass of energy began to Gather Hayden would close his eyes as his Zanpakutō was positioned in front of his body. He focused as he let out a breath into the air, the world despite it's shaking beginning to fade into nothingness for him. If Ghislain was giving his all then Hayden had to meet him half way, thus he was showcasing his new and improved shikai no one had seen till this point.
“Vovin Ol’e Iaiadix.”
As he said this he would exploded in a cascade of Olive energy one which would be blinding to look out, the barrier which protected the world around them would begin to warp before stabilizing as it grew to match the new level of power Hayden was releasing. The crimson energy would extend all the way into the clouds as the explosion of the energy Ghislain had produced shook the world around them, seemingly to engulf both Hayden and this new level of power he had obtained. But that was not the case. As the energy cleared Ghislain would see a male clad in medieval style armor, his Zanpakutō barriered in the ground somewhat with one hand on the blade as the helmet focused on Ghislain. Undisturbed.
Hayden would remove the Zanpakutō from the ground as smoke poured off the armor as he had just tanked a gigaton of pure force and energy walking away seemingly undamaged. This was due to the special ability of the armor he now wore, despite augmenting his physical capabilities and it had the unique ability to convert the damage his armor received to raw energy he could utilize while also protecting him. While the intial ability of his shikai was to grant him with an enormous reiatsu boost Ghislain would feel this as it seemed that Hayden’s body was almost overflowing with raw energy. Almost.
With a single step forward Hayden would point his Zanpakutō at Ghislain was the three tornados he had made were beginning to die down, but they would remain for two additional posts. As he pointed they would begin to move their way to Ghislain intended to trap him within their maw, or at least cut off one of his Avenues of escape. This would either force Ghislain to be trapped within the triangular features of the hurricane or fight him at close quarters, now that they were only mere meters from each other.
Thus Hayden was charging at Ghislain one last time, his Zanpakutō raised to run him through. The tip of his Zanpakutō was lowered to only stab him through the shoulder but he would definitely see an overall strength and speed increase in Hayden. This was the level of power Hayden had achieved since they last met, it was one of pride for the man but while Ghislain fought honorably in Hayden’s eyes he also thought the gap in experience and technique was showing. But if Ghislain could pinpoint those flaws and improve them, to finally bring his style in the new age: He’d be a monster.