Fayts post

One of the fundamentals of battle was never to take your eyes off your enemy, and such a concept wasn’t forgotten here in the midst of a death battle within this colosseum. Thinking back before on how he could feel some sort of energy signature from the individual, he could something about his powers fluctuating immensely, as if he was changing fighting classes.  At that moment his keen eyes took notice of a manifesting blade taking shape in his hands, and witnessing him casually holding it to the side as if he expected Fayt to blindly run in the direction of the blade.  Having mastered the Boots of Dagon through years of use and combat, his fighting prowess with these magically enchanted constructs of dwarven enabled him to being a master at their use, able to react accordingly to obstacles and such becoming very accustomed to using them to their full potential and amending any draw backs to utilizing these boots he may have faced in the early years he attained them. Feeling rather insulted at how this idiotic child pompously held out his sword expecting Fayt to eviscerate himself, the male veered to the opposite side of where Varus has erected his blade towards making the logical maneuver of turning wide, making it behind him within the fair distance of twenty feet.  The battle was far too early to get so close to an unknown enemy, Fayt assuredly keeping thirty feet away from his body while running past him, not leaving anything to chance and certain beyond the length of a sword.  And with Varus holding out his unsheathed Katana in the opposite end, it would be a slim chance he’d have the feasible capability of putting another obstacle in his path in the opposite direction from such a vast distance especially after such a pathetic attempt previously.
The crowd was stunned, nothing but utter silence at the dashing long haired user comically tapping his foot onto the ground whilst the idiotic Varus disappointed the crowd by holding out his sword for no apparent reason.  “ Hmm, you have unique eyes to be able to keep up, but I don’t think you did it right… I’m over here. You’re pointing the sword the wrong way” Waving at the boy he quickly reached into his trench coat, his hand making it into his holster and withdrawing an erratic looking gun that had a an adjoining roller of some sort coupled  onto its side and a three pronged hook attached at the barrel. The weapon before you was known as The Infinity Hook, a homemade invention that worked by absorbing air around it through inner arcane workings and compressing it within its mechanism and discharging it, shooting the rolled tensile wire forward to latch onto any surface, and operating under the same concept the compressed air would work in reverse shooting once more to reel back the wire and anyone holding on it.  Reaching to the edge of this guns barrel, quickly unclipped the three pronged hook and placed it in another pocket, Fayt for some strange reason removing the hook.
However after drawing his gun, he quickly reached under his trench coat attaching some sort of circular object to the end of the grapple gun in the hooks place and away from sight beneath the veil of his magical trench coat made of arcane elements. It was clear to Fayt that this arrogant sow had exceptional eyes that bestowed analytical projections of how fast he may have been going, where he was going, however he had idea how to guess what sort of technological clairvoyance he was working with, but Fayt was confident he didn’t possesses x-ray vision able to see beneath magical clothing. Pulling some of the wire out from within his gun, unreeling it a foot he glanced forward towards the youth keeping his hands beneath his trench coat. “ You know that blade looks special. But do you think you can cut through magic?.. Raijin!!” Yelling out onto the skies themselves, an electric flare of deep sapphire would flicker wildly around him, conjuring magic as soon as blades of lightning started to manifest around him. Lightning flickering wildly just as these mythical blades created of weightless, but lethal lightning took shape around, showing his skill in the alteration of pure energy into the shape of weapons governed by nothing but his will whilst they levitated around him. Fayt’s cognitive and cerebral processing bolstered arcane conditioning was more than able to manipulate each of these blades, able to control which they swung, how fast they flew, he was capable of igniting them and causing them to explode in a magical discharge, maneuver them around him or any blind sport on his body to shield or provide resistance to a sneak attack  and of course he would be able to disperse them just as fast with no delay, these weapons of magic were under his full dominion.
what sort of damage your Katana can yield, because if you can’t cut through a low level spell like this, or even steel.. Then I have to say you’re at a loss” Grasping one  of the floating swords with one hand, he grasped the end of the grapple guns wire and tied it to the hilt of the sword, strapping it tight to this physically manifesting  sword  of lightning, at that moment he grasped his grapple gun to point it at Varus.  Just what was he doing, unlatching the hook to his grapple gun and then tying the steel wire to the blade seemed very strange indeed. The edge of the magical levitating blade would point towards Varus , moving by his will, Fayt showing no hesitation quickly pulled the trigger, discharging the wire and allowing his lightning blade to fly at the same time, making it so that the wire tied to it and the force of the gun would shoot this weightless blade right at Varus, boosting its propulsion beyond its normal capabilities. The firing capabilities of this grapple gun was that of your atypical gun, the firing speed of a bullet bolstering this swords flight speed as it shot straight at Varus, the unique metallic wire on the rope tied firmly atop the sword, the weapon of flickering lighting shining brightly and flying right at Varus. Fayt deciding it was best to keep the other four blades around his person, ready to protect himself if need be from a stealthy attack, keeping his eyes on Varus and his attack.  It was true while it was fast, especially with grapple gun aiding in its speed.  Fayt more or less projected this singular one sided attack that was only coming from one direction at Varus, and this was a direct challenge, would his so called “Infinite Cuts” be able to slice through a sword of magic?