The glowing round of plasma sped through the air towards her opponent, but just as Rakhana had suspected, it was not only earth and fire at his disposal, as he seemingly used an intense gust of air to knock himself out of the path of the bullet in a movement very similar to her own thermochemical projection. The use of pure force to change one's trajectory in midair (along with her own honed gymnastic abilities) was something she utilized constantly in difficult fights like these, and she felt a brief flash of irritation in realising that she was not the only one in this particular fight who was able to competently use that manoeuvre. [i]Perhaps we are more evenly matched than I thought...[/i] she mused, with a brief scowl.

As Leo plummeted towards the floor in his impressive display of dodging, Rakhana's nervous system kicked into gear, sending more bioelectric signals to the catheter at the base of her spinal column and activating yet another of her injections. She felt the slightest shift in her skin as it started to produce a different kind of sweat entirely. This new compound was toxic, and its effects ranged from exposed and tissue irritation at low levels, and debilitating to fatal at high enough exposure. The heat surrounding the young Russian would cause the colourless, odourless substance to transform into a gaseous state that could hang in the air, lurking ominously in the same position long after she had moved.

During the brief moments in which her opponent had landed behind one of his manufactured stone spires to retrieve his sword and rearrange those strange crystal spheres of his, Rakhana had coiled and tensed her muscles, accelerating the coolant that constantly ran through her system to abnormal levels as she sprang into movement once more. Each step propelled her backwards and diagonally in an unpredictable fashion as with her previous actions, however this time, something strange was left in the wake of each slight direction change - perfect silhouettes of the young woman, charred and blackened, mimicking the exact position of her body during each twist and turn.

So fast was her movement that, by the time Leo had emerged from behind his cover, Rakhana had put another one hundred feet and five copies between the pair of them. Each silhouette had been created by a layer of her armoured skin injection being peeled from her body (and then replenished) by the accelerated cooling function pulsing through her system, and every single copy was filled with a pocket of the toxic sweat gas - now exposed to the air and subsequently entirely reactive, to the point of explosive if triggered by a sharp, jarring kinetic shock. In short, Rakhana had just created five life-size land mines between herself and the aggressive man aiming to rush her. 

And the land mines weren't even the biggest thing Leo would have to worry about. With all but one of her injections currently running through the system, the outward signs of her Hyde complex had begun to surface. All throughout her body, the blood in Rakhana's vessel had begun to flouresce, glowing visibly through the skin, bringing a complete change in her psyche and a huge boost to her aura's heat output with it. The plasma surrounding her radiated with an even brighter intensity, now emitting over eight thousand degrees Celsius, and Rakhana unleashed a wave of this searing heat towards her approaching enemy. If he managed to make it past the land mines and once again dodge her invisible, scorching wave attack - unlikely, but possible, she thought - he would have to come face to face with a woman whom he couldn't even get within melee reach of without being able to withstand a heat so extreme it could melt almost any ordinary alloy within seconds.

[i]Let's play, pretty boy.[/i] she thought, a sardonic smirk tugging at the very edges of her mouth as her personality shifted to match the aggressive and amoral version aligned with her Hyde-self. [i]You can fight all you want, but in the end... you will scream as you burn.[/i]