The Elf smiled, his enhanced skills gave him the ability to see it coming even before he cast reflect he tossed one Keyblade in the air and jumped on it then propelled himself off of it smiling. "The name is Arthal, remember it." He whispered his next spell. "Gravity." Suddenly with sudden force and speed the Elf came crashing to back down to the ground, both blades aimed in a downward swipe to hit Cyrus.

"Faith!" He yelled after he landed beams of light coming down around Cyrus, not hitting but rather blinding him. "You call yourself the Reaper? Must be some kind of big shot huh?" The Elf wasn't even taking this seriously, he laughed at the name. "So Reaper, you think I am not a Master? The second Keyblade is a surprise as well as your power. However magic is useful for other things." Gravity ended and suddenly he burst through the light from the opposite direction 
his voice had been heard. Rapid attacks coming in. "Impress me."