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The aura would suddenly diminish, and already, Yusuke would be rushing Jonas again. The blades heading for him would be dodged with sidesteps to the right then to the left, alternating between these directions as his eyes were set only on his opponent. The air fell to the speed he was moving, charging Jonas with relentless force. If he ever is able to get into direct range of him, he would send a left hook right for the man's chest, aiming for the opening and closing blades that he had stored there, not bothered by the dangerous intent of them. If it struck, his hand would send out a force indirectly caused by the motion of his arm, and the thrust of power from the energy within, aiming to break his chest cavity apart with this one attack. And if that resonance field was here, Yusuke's fist would not be repelled like before. It'll only be stopped where it struck, but the momentum would not move back at him. Instead, it'll continue forward, expanding to the sides, where it would follow its motion to try to assault Jonas's body. A successful result would be Vexic being flung through the air and toward the wall behind him.

"What the...!" Yusuke was in awe with this guy. Not only did he just stop right in mid air, but he was showing no effect whatsoever again! Damn it, was all that was going through his head as his left arm is offended by this man's ribs, the blades looking like blenders wanting to shred him to pieces. He would leap back off his right foot when it touches the ground, avoiding them with a removal of his arm, as well as letting the hand grab miss his shoulders. The blood that will spill from this man's face would drip onto the sandy ground upon just missing the detective, who slides back yet again. A sweatdrop on his face showed that he was showing frustration in taking this guy down.

Then, not to mention those blades. How annoying they were, now pouring in again toward him, causing Yusuke to leap back more to try to outrun them, keeping his facing toward them, but they wouldn't let up. "I can't believe I'm being chased down by metal," he says in annoyance, coming to a direct stop, his arms going to both sides as red energy empowers both of his fists. "Well, not today!" He then punches forward with both fists.

"Double Barrel Shotgun!"

Immediately, a great burst of demon energy would be released from the thrust of his fists, causing a flurry of projectiles to fire out in a wide range, like the bullet spread of a real shotgun, all spreading out to assault the incoming blades. Upon contact, their intention was to destroy them. Unlike the spirit energy, the demon energy wouldn't be repelled, which would cause it to generate a crushing effect on these blades to try to incinerate them. If this worked out the way he was envisioning, then bye bye blades.

As the demonic spirit energy blasts collided with the blades they did not seem to vaporize, but each one actually seemed to scream. The metal frame did indeed have metallic properties, but it was still part of the greater whole of the Pain Elemental known as Jonas Vexic. Yusuke had simply succeeded in trying to destroy part of the skeletal structure of the elemental and in doing so caused the being quite a bit of pain. The blades seemed warped slightly under the strain of the attack, but the black fluid that dripped from them made it clear direct attacks against his frame were not the best strategy.

The twin pyres stemming from the emeralds set in the sockets of his metallic skull began shifting as the ethereal flame began to burn the skin. Even as the swarm of blades moved to connect with Yusuke again the form of Jonas darted forward into a charge with his right hand extended towards Yusuke. Blood dripped to the ground and began to spray away from his torn flesh as he entered a rapid spin. The claws extended towards Yusuke's chest looked exactly the part of blender blades as they prepared to turn the spirit detective's chest to paste. It seemed almost every last puppet-spectator began to rise off the ground in preparation of a massive attack against Yusuke.

While Yusuke was dealing with Jonas, she could see and feel the psychic link of the metal man taking over the spectators. Thankfully, she was here to solve that. Her eyes would glow a brilliant cyan as a flow of spirit energy conjures from her being, flowing over the stadium like a calm sea. Each of those innocent bystanders would feel a safety over their bodies, create a barrier that should be more than enough to disconnect the psychic hold this Jonas had on them. The field is dense, so it would be difficult to destroy it if opposed. This should allow Yusuke to continue with at least that problem out of the way. However, she couldn't make up for the people this man had killed. But she needed to knock some sense into her pupil before he gets himself killed.

((This is Yusuke, actually. I brought her in in order to provide a way to help Yusuke realize his own faults in this fight. The psychic interference with her was to help protect the spectators and make the fight more fair for Yusuke, knowing that the action alone was not easy on him. And the defense wasn't exactly something to interfere with the fight. She was doing like any person would to try to stop the influence from overcoming the audience. Oh, well. Back to the fight.))

Genkai would move her hands forward as her body glows like Yusuke's once before, using great concentration to try to equalize the pressure against both of their psychic strains. If she could do that, she could keep the crowd from being thrown off their feet. But somehow, he was winning. It looked like he was using something as an amplifier to increase his power beyond normal means. This didn't mean she wasn't capable of combating this type of force, only that it was more faster than she could do at her current age, despite her experience.

((Also, nice way of making up for your character's psychic power with the use of pain. You took the very concept of it to remove the common limiter of someone's mind and body, while making up for it by having it be its own strength. Nicely done, though kind of unfortunate. But, might as well enjoy this.))

((I figured, but have been known to have been wrong. XD As for his psychic abilities, it just seemed to fit into the pain elemental character theme I've been trying to build for about three years. I looked at what I wanted but couldn't build it correctly. Then I saw twenty billion psionicists use big bullshit powers without backlash, not even a nosebleed. Jonas let me get both my pain elemental and show the way psionics should be done. I mean seriously, who erases a part of a plane and then rebuilds it without so much as a ******** nosebleed? Not that I'm talking about any-Vexicbody in particular[/rant]))

The flesh of the right hand seemed to strip away as the blast began to make contact with the body of this most peculiar Vexic. The flesh itself was vaporized, albeit more slowly than would be expected, as the frame within began to draw from the overwhelming punishment being applied to it. A spike of psionic force pulsed through his mind to compensate for the rapid influx of pain, and thus power. Those puppets held within Jonas's control, or just suspended by him, would begin darting high into the air, riding the peak of his pain and pleasure. Whether or not this would overload Genkai's efforts outright is another matter entirely.

The shredded arm quickly twisted and seemed to come apart to act as a shield in front of Jonas. The metallic substance was twisted and covered in carbonization, but stood up to the test being placed upon it. The faithful are rewarded when they are tested, and this first disciple was no different. His body slid back some fifty feet as he strained against the power of the blast, strips of flesh tearing away from his body along the way.

When finally the blast ended and the arm returned to a skeletal frame instead of a shield he was a changed man. All the hair had been burnt from his body and strips of skin were exposed to air. The right arm was twisted and bent, in total about two inches shorter than its counterpart, but whole nonetheless. Where one might expect blood the thick black fluid of agony began coating his frame. The pyres in his eyes had gone wild as he revelled in the destruction wracking his body. With madness came clarity, and with clarity came insane certainty. He knew he was a perfect being, he was certain of it to an extent a sane man could not be. What else but a perfect being could withstand such punishment?

The sound of metal screeching across metal tore the air as his grim laughter flitted about the puppets. He had lost track of the blades, certain they would come back eventually, but for not he did not care. The puppets began a lovely dance as they ascended through the air, writhing in a mutual pain, a mere glimpse into the torment of Jonas's body. As each began to sail towards the arena in numbers reaching above the dozens Jonas brandished his damaged limb, "Kill me before your punishment kills them all."

Genkai would feel the spectators leaving her mental grasp faster and faster. But she would finally lose hold of them once they are pulled into the air, showing dissatisfaction in letting that happen. She looks back down to Yusuke and Jonas, finding that the two were more apart than before, due to Yusuke's Demon Gun. She realized now who Yusuke was going up against.

"Yusuke," she shouts down to her pupil.

"Listen to me, and listen well! Do you remember your fight with Toguro? Of course, you have. This fight is no difference. Remember when you had that big wall of crap between your power and your emotions? In order to send that wall crashing down, he had to teach you a lesson in caring for others, by killing one of your friends. His intention was to drive you to be stronger. However, this man is not the same. He is killing these people for his own enjoyment, and for the torment of you. You understand your power now, which is why there is no longer a need to try to show you the light, Yusuke. Therefore, do not feel guilty for this. Instead of mourning, you should be instead changing their fate by getting rid of this man one way or another. Crying won't do you any good. It is not your hands that are pulling the trigger. So stop acting like a dimwit and use your brain for once! There's a difference between being the murderer and being the victim."