Nexus pulled his pole backwards, thrusting it behind him moments after it slid through his fingers to immediately follow Bruce. He moved his foot back again to put force into the strike, and turned his head towards Bruce, ignoring the dust above him as it gently cascaded down his armour and past his eyes. [color=00aeef]"I've trained with every type of weapon I've seen in the past 9000 years."[/color]

	Nexus did blink a few times, but bent his head at an angle as to prevent a serious amount of dirt getting anywhere near them. Regardless of whether he hit Bruce or not, Nexus spun around on his right foot and spun the pole around quickly in his right hand. The ends shrunk down and it changed shape until it took the form of a short bow. [color=00aeef]"Without your power,"[/color] Nexus gasped, steadying his breath as he pulled a blue arrow out of thin air and lined up a shot, [color=00aeef]"You've merely your skill to depend on."[/color] He released the drawstring and fired an arrow at Bruce. [color=00aeef]"And it is clear who's experiences hold more merit."[/color]