Rough times, Rough people [Open]

The blade met its target, but the attack seemed to only make the enemy angry, good that was what Dansen wanted he wanted all the anger all the power everything to be thrown at him. The blade was grabbed by the redhead and crushed into reishi...It seemed to be gone but that was not important at this point the human was making his speeches on how he was unable to live a normal life due to his powers and it was a Shinigami that might have given him some sort of change to that attitude. But now was not that kind of case, Dansen had done nothing but attack and get irritated at about everything the teen did so it was not out of order for the human to start throwing things in his direction.

The red haired menace continued on making angry comments that he was not looking to kill the Shinigami simply to make a conversation, seemingly through his fists. "You want to talk some more or do you want to actually do something you can tell me your story after the fight..." The boy seemed to mimic Dansen's sentiment as he decided the time was over for words or reason, now was the time for action and destruction just as both of them seemingly wanted. The air became fainter as the boy seemingly grew stronger and stronger, his left arm began to radiate with an energy that the Spirit had yet to see. The power seemed to force many to a knee Dansen struggled to keep his legs up, they had been damaged but to bend the knee would be to surrender ground. Within the crater of the outskirting township that the two had made their battlefield those with enough spiritual awareness would see the two, their appearance in the middle of such destruction would seem ungodly in nature and those who could still move from the gathering wave of anger coming from the human redhead would be in awe and horror at the sight of the what was to happen next.

As the boy made gave his last few words to Dansen the Shinigami had also put on a soft smile for his opponent's attack. "Fear...I haven't got time to be afraid, I have time to check my weaknesses when I'm dead..." There was no way to block, no way to dodge the punch landed and though Dansen did his best to send the shock of the blow elsewhere to his body he was knocked back into a nearby wall, all behind him would soon then simply be blown away as the force of the blow took all of the city with it.

A broken body fell to the ground, it hit the ground hard and its removal from the wall had the thing crack and near enough fall apart as what had been planted into it fell to the ground below. The human seemed to be in bad shape, he had obviously not wanted to use so much of his power, it destroyed his body and made him near as broken as the opponent he had sent flying into the wall only a few moments earlier. The sounds of blood splattering on the ground as the boy coughed up from the excess pressure he had put on his own body could be heard over the sounds of deathly silence that came from all around the impact crater and as the boy looked towards the body of the Shinigami he would notice the little movement that was going on, it was as if the Shinigami had felt his second death in his lifetime... Then the boy would see the left hand of the Spirit hit the ground, beating the ground as it tried to get a grasp on some sort of grab point or grasp and watched as it began to crawl the Spirit's body towards the location of the boy.

Dansen's face was hidden under his hair and the shadows of the dark night that were still looming in the foreground of the outskirts of 'civilization' but his left arm seemingly was dragging him closer to the human that just devastated the area. "Ribs broken, legs....Useless, Sword...." The last remnant of the Zanpakutō that had started in this fight remained in the boy's left hand cutting into it even as the bone was near enough broken for this the sword was simply a chunk of metal broken and unlike any weapon that could be of any use, but the pain it gave Dansen was enough to keep him awake. "Pain, this is why I fight..." The Shinigami moved ever so closer to the boy, his left hand clawing at the ground beneath him as he left the blood coming from his head and his hand on the dirt as he nearly reached the boy coughing up blood as he tried to lift himself on his remaining hand his ribs seemingly not liking the idea of him moving much.

The Spirit looked over the boy as he struggled to stay up and conscious, Dansen placed his hand on the torso of the teen and said only a few words seemingly hard as he had very little left in his body that could break. "One....Two........Three.........." The Shinigami fell to the ground as he pushed himself off of the redhead as he struggled yet found some way easier to breath and talk. "Th-There.... that's e-enough.....I pinned you.....So I guess whatever this was.....Was a win...I guess...." The Shinigami was unsure but his actions seemed like he expected his pinning of the boy to be the end of it, it was a gesture to say the least a dumb one, but still a gesture of some sort of twisted sportsmanship that the Spirit had to someone that had brought so much out of the both of them. "Well....W-what were you asking about?" Dansen wondered why the redhead kept commenting on the 'negotiations' the blonde Spirit felt that an explanation for such comments was in order.