Freeform fight. Judgement Vs Sonomori

(This is a documented freeform fight. It is going to seem somewhat like gods are fighting, so if you enjoy a good destructive fight then read it.)

~New York 2012~
The slow seemed to weave a blanket over the dieing city, burring foot after foot upon the broken streets and charred buildings. It was not yet, the end of this place. Though, soon, it was to be once again soaked in the light of destruction, the fire's of hell. Everything here, seemed almost abandoned because of the endless snow. It crushed in buildings, burrowed people in the their sleep, made mobility impossible. Because of this, the empty streets of white seemed to ask for bloodshed and destruction, a form of recreational entertainment. Even though, the only empty streets were the piles of snow that stood as high as a 5 story building. The wind let downwards a deafening chill, throwing the terror of nature into the air around time square. It seemed to be mocking this torn city, adding to the already placed chill, but alas it was a object whom had no purpose. It's consequence was already felt and without purpose, truly seeming to mock.

~Sonomori~
A man, dressed in black leather, pushed through the piles of snow that lay beneath his feet, leaving the imprint of his shoe for miles back, putting his mark already on the destruction and disorder of things. Time and space seemed to warp around him, distorting, twitching. He would seem to skip from place to place, the only signature that things were passing correctly were the footsteps that were behind him. Could this have been because of him? The air around him was heavy, so heavy that each molecule seemed like a brick. Though, the matter was not increased. Just the feeling, unbearable though it may be. His head turned upwards to look at a rather large building, bent over in the weight of the frozen water, and leaning in a frozen state. Yes this was a rather famous building before, now thrown into a place of utter despair. Sonomori's eyes were fixed on the once famous time square. He was standing on the snow, but in a sense he was standing in a place so many others had stood before, gazing at the same building ahead of them. But the difference between them was obvious, he was not gazing at the former beauty, but rather a new beauty carved out by the destruction of the world. He seemed entranced, waiting for something to happen in this god forsaken land.

Judgement was in fact sitting on top of this bent over building. snow that had fallen onto it appeared to match his Porcelain white gloves that covered his hands. His legs curved upon the side of the building as he sat upon the edge of it. The white gloves appearing to have a symbol in the middle, a rather large alchemy circle placed on both gloves. Judgement had appeared to be staring outwards towards the now ruined time square. The red jacket covering that of his slim body provided warmth for him in the harsh weather made by the coming end of the world. He then moved his attention to that of his gloves, waiting upon the top of the bent builiding.

Upon the building slowly going downwards Judgements hands had clapped together. His hands then moving upon that of the now slowly separating building. The glow being released from his hands that were now on the building then seeming to move the building around him. The building appeared to change and shift in shape and size. Mass amounts of oxygen poured into the building as well. The entire building then seeming to become a giant blade in his hand then. The blade not weighing much due to the mass amount of oxygen poured into it. He moved the now Giant Skyscraper sized blade upwards as he descended. Letting the incredibly huge blade protect him from the waves of snow, almost seeming to deflect them back at Sonomori. Judgement appeared to descend to the ground slowly. The blade acting as that of a parachute due to the fact that so much oxygen had been poured into it. Judgement then landed, his left hand that held the blade then swung. The blade releasing any snow that was on top of it of towards Sonomori. The speed of the blades swing seeming to make the snow faster than the bullets that were thrown upon him before. The blade then moving back above that of Judgements head afterwords. He then held it up to block the snow.