[center][h2][color=royalblue][u]Archer of Lightning[/u][/color]
Fuyuki Docks, Night[/h2]
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The moment the blade nicked Tesla's hand he knew he was in for a bad time as his head erupted in pain and his arm went completely numb. The usage of Mana Burst only solidified this feeling as he narrowly avoided being bisected by the golden sword the Oni wielded, and she was definitely an Oni judging by the knowledge he was receiving from the Throne of Heroes. [color=royalblue][i]'Master, we're going to be retreating immediately. My opponent is not one to be fought at this current juncture, also I am in immense agony. Meet me at the spot we agreed upon.'[/i][/color] He stated factually as he raised his currently useable hand and pointed at the Oni, letting loose a bright flash of lightning within his hand to hopefully blind the Berserker as he Disengaged. 

It was a good thing he had set fire to the forest before hand as he dove into the burning trees with no regards for his own safety, barreling through the smoke and flames away from the maddened Oni as he thought upon just what the fuck happened. Hatred for the Minamoto clan, King of Onis, poisonous blade. Judging by what he had from the Throne, this was either Shuten Douji or Ibaraki Douji.  At least this wasn't a complete loss, as long as she wasn't chasing after him in an attempt to murder him in a horribly gruesome manner. Tesla looked over his shoulder to confirm if he had escaped or not just in case. As he looked away from his apth the migraine in his head throbbed as he stumbled over a burning branch, but he powered through with the Single-Mindedness that had carried him through his lowest points in life. The flames licked at him from all sides, but ironically they only fueled his escape as he Galvanized the flames into Mana to use. If nothing went terribly wrong he would escape and regroup with his Master near the shopping mall that they had agreed to use as a regrouping point.