Hiems miserably kissed the concrete as Yaoyorozu ducked and let him fly over her. Of course there was no way she was taking the hit at that distance-but he wanted to be a bit more dramatic. Or maybe he was going a bit easy on her. No specific reason for that. He jumped back to his feet and turned to face the girl. She was waiting for him in a prepared stance. A whip and a shield. If she had something like a baton instead of a whip it would've been more threatening up close. But if he got close enough he could deal with that whip. 'Just a little bit...'
"You're nice. I'll say that."
He muttered, and took a deep breath. 'Just a little bit.' He told himself again. The next moment, the ice around his body started to regenerate much quickly than before. Thin, hardly noticable layer of frost covered the floor near the boy's feet. 'About... 30.' He charged towards her, but evidently faster than the last charge.