The loud cacophony of sound echoed throughout the ghastly ruins, diverting his thoughts for the moment and dispelling his focused build-up of energy and causing a backlash to occur that wasn’t necessarily planned. As the building crashed into the solid hemisphere of the Iron-Sand enriched dome of defense, a tear would form in the shell and the power that had been building within would release outward in an explosion of light and power forcefully expelled by such a strange attack that disintegrated the once solid structure into small pebbles that were swiftly converted into Iron-Sand by the self-propagating granules.

Remaining chunks of stone and brick would fall upon the street below – harmlessly clicking and clacking as they made contact with the concrete surface below. As the light dissipated, the scene on the platform had now changed as the blackened dome had once again become transparent and undulating with iron sand streams rising around it like a slowly-rotating dust cloud. Standing in the center, more irritated at being interrupted than anything, Mazono shot a glance around his immediate vicinity – noting the lack of a building that had once been to the south of his position and in its place…a strange defensive formation of swords encasing a figure yet unseen. 

[i]You must be him.[/i]

The words echoed through his mind, as Mitsu turned his body to regard the strange scene. On instinct, his right and left arms were brought to bear as his enhanced perception of the world around him caused time to seemingly slow down. His eyes would narrow in as the serpent like gaze examined the sight before him with an informed eye. A protective wall of blades? Swords dug into the ground in defiance? Regardless of the what and the why, the Lightning Emperor had deemed the sight unusual and as such responded to it as he would anything he didn’t understand. He attacked it. Just like he had the strange cloud of miasma he’d run into in Egypt. 

With the twin Ratifiers and Zeus cannon angled to aim at the interlinked swords standing where a building had only just been, Mazono’s ever present grin widened as a loud CRACK echoed through the empty streets. From the one sound three rounds soared towards their target. The Zeus Cannon’s large weighted shell propelling towards the target faster than the twin Ratifer rounds. A unique field of bio-electricity radiating outward in a four foot radius from the mighty projectile, enhancing its own unique defense which would act similar to the wielders Thunder-Dome defense. In this instance, it was visible as a vermillion hue overtook its usual transparent undulation and transformed into a brilliant red object roaring towards the stationary swords. The impact from this weapon would cause the most damage and would threaten to shatter through the defensive formation.

The other two smaller shots, the Ratifier rounds, would follow directly behind the Zeus, intent to pepper the initial impact zone with two additionally strong impacts that would – in theory – be more than enough to break through multiple buildings, let alone some blades of metal. The weaponry of the man in white would threaten to cause the shell of swords to shatter in response to the impact and would continue, if successful in breaking the formation, into the center where they would attempt to hit whatever could be within the center of its mass. 

From his position, Mazono’s legs bent as the sound of twisting leather filled his ears. The muscles in his lower torso would bulge as tension and kinetic force was built up within the appendages to launch the young man at a moment’s notice should a need arise. His eyes, never leaving to swords, had to wonder exactly what had just happened to the building that had been standing just moments prior. The thought crossed his mind that the object that had slammed into his solidified field could’ve been the building itself was quickly dismissed. That would be ludicrous! There was no information in the dossier that indicated that his enemy had such strength let alone the capability to do such…yet…it could’ve been missed! If Jhieten had managed to make a mistake….oh god did he hope that Jhieten had made a mistake…

[i] Oh Jhieten…I get to say you were wrong?! Oh this is already turning out to be such a FUN day!!! [/i]

Once more his body began to hum with energy as he internally began to prepare his electrical discharge for an attack of mighty proportions, should this initial assault fail to achieve the desired result. There was no time to take chances in his mind, as something – anything – had caused that building to disappear….and whatever it was had a power all too potent to ignore. Within his enhanced perception, power flowing through him, Mitsu waited…