That Morning Feel

The blade was intercepted within the air, the kid seemed to have some skill behind him and as wolf launched himself backwards he was ready to see just how much so. Wolf took a few practice swings as he watched the kid speak, it was good to see this kid having belif in his blade ... it kind of reminded him of that. With a roar he ran in twirling his jagged blade in his hand the black energy of his gathering upon the tip of it. As the blade fell downwards he let a massive yell letting Yoma know just what was coming.

DREPE ALLE

The massive ball that now formed on the end of his sword erupted forward looking to to smash straight into yoma, and upon impact? it would rip outwards into an explosion ripping things that got in its strike radius of 40 m. The kid had began to run at wolf, an odd strategy but one to be respected. Wolf liked this kid, he wasn't backing down no matter what and wolf could really respect that. Wolf roared in towards his explosion intent on meeting yoma in the middle with a frenzy of cuts.

Prove it to me yoma, PROVE THE WORTH OF A MAN AND HIS SWORD.

As he got close Wolf would power down upon the boy in front of him all of his strength going into his sword. If Yoma was hit by one of the many strikes? lets just say it wouldn't be pretty. With this much force could chop someone in half. He wasn't angry or upset he just needed to see what this boy could do with all his might he had to test the strength of not only yoma but that bond that a true man must have as he holds his Zanpakutō close the bond of true strength

Yoma charged head on towards wolf he braced himself as best he could when wolf sent out a strange wave of energy which caused an explosion giving yoma cuts and scrapes all over his body. He continued to charge forward and once he got close to wolf he endured the slash he had made trying to hold it off with his blade. He wanted to see how long he could hold off wolf's attack by relying on his blade. He was locked there trying to hold off wolf's attack. He put all of his own strength to hold wolf's blow in place he looked wolf in the face while. Yoma stared in the face of wolf knowing he wouldn't be able to hold of his attacks as he had low strength but was determined to test out what strength he did have. He pushed him self back after holding wolf back and was gasping for air. His arms were hurting he couldn't keep holding off the sword that contained all of wolf's might.

"Your strong but you didn't get many swings in that time."

Yoma looked at his body he had a few cuts and had taken a few slices but because he held off wolf's attack he was able endure and prevent further swings. He braced himself for another attack and ready to go down swinging.

As another swing fell upon the blade of Yomas Wolf kept that all to favored smile of his. This kid had managed to so far counter every attack he managed to pull. With his final strike, Yoma managed to skid back a bit adopting a defensive position as he spoke. Wolf was taken back by the comment, it was odd to see a kid staring straight back at him mocking his swing, it brought new life to him. With a bit of an under scaled chuckle he plunged Fenrir into the earth just beside him. This was going to be a battle of true spirits and wolf wasn't going to be shown up.

You've got a lot of moxy kid. I like that, with a bit of power behind ya you'd be a scary little kid.... but right now if ya don't throw a hit instead of just blocking me, i'm gonna end ya before you can get there.

With that wolf would no longer sit still, the man ran forward his fist flying forward. he looked to hit the man in front of him's gut, though wolf wasn't a huge master of strength he knew this might wind the kid a little. Though it wasn't enough and wolf knew it. Without a second passing Wolf had managed to throw a uppercut with his free hand looking to probably with all his force try to break Yoma's Jaw, but in that moment another little tick was coming into play, a little trick involving a small chain attached to the hilt of fenrir.

COME ON, HARNESS YOUR POWER AND CUT ME DOWN.

As he spoke his hand would have twirled back, even if he missed it was no matter. For as his hand pulled down his blade ripped upwards into the air and with a swift pull he sent it flying edge first like a guillotine down upon Yomas position, at this point wolf would also launch back as to not get into the cross fire of his little move. As it hit its target it would likely crush down with power to send out a small shock wave, if it hit yoma though it could probably dig right into him and leave a deep wound for him to face. In the instant of impact though wolf yanked on this chain drawing his blade to his hands, at the same time the hilt crashed into his right hand he grabbed it with his left as well and proceeded to raise above his head and swung it down at the place yoma was standing, full intention of lobbing the boy in 2 with the swing.