Before Hiro had a moments time to gather himself, the other being was upon him; his speed rivaling that of Hiro. The stump, where his middle finger formerly rested, still trickled with warm, crimson blood. This being's blood lust was palpable, his intent becoming blatantly obvious; Hiro knew this man was striking to kill. Though Hiro's speed and ability to react was exceptional, this man made it difficult for Hiro to prepare; he struck quick and struck without hesitation. Within the few moments Hiro did have, ideas flooded his mind; trying to find any way out of this, without being struck a fatal blow. This was truly a challenge, one he was not prepared for; one that could prove too much for him to handle.

   "Fuck!" Hiro could only squeeze one word out; as he had little time to say much else. His aureolin shaded lightning, danced violently around of Hiro, giving him the only warning that he had gotten; the blade slicing with silent precision, directly towards Hiro's mid section. The danger excited Hiro, but it also bestowed a fear to him; one that would become deeply rooted, a cautionary tale for the future. There was only a few ways of escaping this, whilst remaining fully intact; he had to decide what would work best in his favor.

   "No better time than the present..." Hiro knew he would have to test a theory he had, something he had never tried before, something he knew was risky to attempt. His left foot quickly slides backwards, as his right foot stays in place; giving him a solid base to move. The swirling torrent of electricity surrounding Hiro, begins to glow more vibrantly than before; seeming to come to life before them both. Hiro was going to attempt to reverse the electrical field, discharged by his constant source of electricity; in an attempt to slow, if not stop the swing of the blade coming at him.

   His focus became solely on reversing the magnetic field and escaping; the only option Hiro found suitable at this juncture. The magnetic field begins to change it's flow relatively quickly; just enough to cause a hindrance, slowing the swing of the incoming blade. Hiro knew he would not come out of this unscathed, but he also realized, this was his only chance of surviving.

   The muscles within his legs tighten, the bones bending quickly; throwing Hiro backwards once again. This was not the fight that Hiro had envisioned, he was being punished for his bullheaded mistakes; he would have to be more careful in his approach from now on. As Hiro propels himself backwards towards his implanted sword, the magnetic field surrounding Hiro weakens; allowing the blade to flow at full speed once more. The edge of the sharp sword, slashes across the midsection of Hiro; digging slightly into the skin. Hiro had afforded himself the luxury of not being cut in half, or having his innards hanging from any wound; though the cut was deep enough to force his blood to leak once more.

  As he lands inches from his blade, he takes no time in reaching for the hilt with his right hand; removing the dirtied blade from the earth with haste. The electricity that once vibrantly glowed and danced around Hiro, had now dimmed significantly; almost disappearing completely. He had used a significant reserve of his prepared electricity, much quickly than he had anticipated. He would need time to harness more, time he knew he did not have at this point; he needed to come up with another plan.

   The warm, crimson trickle of blood was familiar to Hiro; given his track record of fighting and training prior. Many a times had he taken injuries similar to the ones he suffered here; just never in such quick succession. The being before him meant business, he was not going to take it easy on Hiro; he was aiming to end Hiro's existence. Hiro throws his right arm outwards before him, tossing any dirt, or grass from the soiled blade. 

  His haunting, aureolin gaze stays upon the being; not going to let him escape his sight. Using some of the remaining electricity he possessed, two separate bolts dance across his flesh; one crossing over the lengthy cut, adorning his midsection. The other traveling up the bloodied stump of his middle finger; each bolt pressing into his flesh, creating a loud, disgusting hiss of burning flesh. He managed to cauterize his wounds, stopping himself from bleeding any more than he had; he could not afford to lose much more so quickly.

   His body slowly begins to dip once more, his right foot planting before him again; as his left foot plants behind of him slightly. Hiro had to take a defensive stance, as he attempted to regain and charge energy; he had forced himself out of a chance to take the offensive. His right arm turns slightly, allowing the blade to cross in front of his chest; the blade pointing outwards towards the being. 

   It was time to prepare for his ace, his one chance to swing the battle in his favor; though it remained a risky proposition. The hue of his iris, begins to enhance it's already vibrant glow; as he never ceases his gaze on the man. It would take time for him to open the dimension, so he knew there was a chance it could not happen; though he had to try at this point. Hiro was prepared to defend himself a little better, ready for most any onslaught the man could provide; barring any secrets the being had.