[color=8189F1]"And we have our first volunteer-!"[/color]

Cirka quickly flicked his sword into position to block the two shots. Though the shots didn't penetrate, the fae could here the wood splinter against the force of the bullets. His grip on the blade loosened, and he slowed himself down to readjust a little. Nero took no time to begin preparing another attacking, revving his sword. Suddenly, a vortex force grabbed his blade away from him. A snap of the head revealed that it was a pink thing that had stolen his blade. He wondered why in the hell something so cute had decided to support the villain. A robot came to back it up too, so he probably wasn't getting his sword back any time soon.

[color=6ecff6]"Time to make another, then..."[/color] The boy muttered, as he held his hand open. Around it formed a pretty decently sized great sword, quite long and large. It was lighter than expected though, since it was made of ice and Cirka could control the density of his new blade. [color=6ecff6]"Skill Card; Ice Sickle Sword!"[/color] He called out. With his new sword, he charged his opponent with renewed vigor. But then he couldn't see shit!

Thick smoke covered the area, masking everyone's movements and making Cirka cough and wheeze. It also felt kinda hot, and for obvious reasons Cirka was not a big fan of that. More smoke filled the area after another explosion. Cirka, sensing the danger in the situation, quickly wrapped himself in a frozen cocoon for protection. It wasn't as strong as usual though, because of the heat, and the young man hoped he could survive.

The last explosion hit. Heat pounded against his shell, and he had to direct all his energy to maintaining it. It felt like the warm summer sun burning him alive. Once it subsided, the ice blew away into a blizzard, pushing away the smoke and allowing Cirka to breath in fresh not air. He breathed in and out roughly due to exhaustion, and laid down. He had pretty much forgotten about his conflict with the demon hunter not more than a minute ago. Right now, he just wanted to lie down. Forever. Ugh.