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When Lenon spoke his words, that gave Phantom enough time to appear behind himas he pulled out his knife... He raised his axe up high. Surelu, Space Manipulation gave him an advantage, able to swift his body from one placeto another was very useful. "Are you underestimating me?" He said as the axe came closer to his spine, aiming to do a large amount of damage to him.

"Well, maybe our tatics of dodging is just getting old.." Phantom was starting to scan Lenon, predicting how he would move in a certain way. He glanced at the knife in his foot. yeah, it hurt, but it wasn't going to stop him. Using his Space Manipulation, he appeared infront of Lenon with his fist connecting to his face, leting him fly for a good few inchs. He then swung at his feet with his stretchable arm, letting him trip off his own two feet. He then raised his other hand and formed a iron spiked ball, and let it fall down toward Lenon.

As Phantom stated, Lenon needed to start to get on the offensive. Why? He did the step over Phantom trick not to ong age, and attacked him from the back. Phantom quickly turned his upper body around, and cought the knife. His hair covered his face as he extended his arm again, and his fist just got larger, and larger, untill it transformed into a giant hammer. He then let the giant hammer fall down toward Lenon.

The big, black wolf padded into the cleared plains, lifting his head up as he smelled the air there. "A fight..." he could practically taste the silver of the blades being used. Arashi hunched his back forward, letting the tremors take his body as the pain spread; his spine growing larger. He stood up straight then-his body back in his human form. He quickly took a hand to wipe off the dirt on his shoulder before eyeing the ground cautiously. He needed a root...An important one. Arashi shook his head, thoughts clouded with memories of these planes, and when the scientist had explained where he came from. Two souls.... Arashi ignored the thought as he went stiff. He was closer now...And could hear speaking. He quickly took the grass blade from the ground, stuffing them in a sealed bag before breathing on them; the hot air from his breath sending moisture to the delicate plant. If he was going to use it, it needed to be fresh. He placed the bag in his pocket, pulling out his long sword from the sash on his back before slowly walking forward, dragging the blade behind him-in case he didn't need it. But the thoughts he was hearing now made him doubt that...

"Well, my experience against something such as you is...severely limited. You are unique." Lenon ducked underneath the arrow's flight path. The arrow flew back into the forest. "I wish to know...can you feel pain or emotions?"

Lenon felt the presence of another behind him. -And, with my luck, it's a Lunar.- He sighed deeply. It was just his luck, really, to be fighting someone tougher than everyone he had ever fought before, someone who could actually stop his lightning. And now the ground was off-limits...or was it?

Arashi's growl ripped the air with a throaty, husky sound. Just reading the thoughts of the lighter looking of the two told him that the man's name was Lenon, weilded lightning, knew he was there, and worse-was a solar. And aware of his presence. He glided across the the small space between them, eyes reading Lenon's reactions. The Lunar in him flared, making his blood boil.

Arashi glared back at Lenon, not liking that he knew what he was doing. His eyes darted between the two, and finally setting them on the darker of the two. Lunar.... He grimaced, not wnating to get involved. Instead, he thought of helping. The fight was tiresome; and he wasn't even a part of it. He tried to probe the Solar's mind once more, not being able to find anything interesting. He cocked his head, wondering if it was the sheild generating around him. He had finally set his mind to helping a fellow Lunar; regardless if he liked it or not. He focused on the ground below the Solar known as Lenon, as the grass there started to grow faster, wrapping itself around Lenon's ankles and restraining him. If he was going to result to a sheild, he might as well make things fair.