Matthew let out a sharp exhale, putting his hands together with steam escaping his mouth. Channeling the War Domain bound to his soul he called forth a weapon, admittedly, not his own. But rather the weapon of his fallen cousin, William Redglade that had been stored within his soul. The katana known as Grace, a Rift Stone/Angelic Steel blade of an icy blue color. Clawed digits of the Warbound's right hand clasped around the ornate hilt of the divine weapon, the claws of his left dragging along the blade and causing blue sparks to fly from the blade. And as Gruzen went to start firing off concussive blasts his opponent leaned in with his right foot forward, the left sliding back.

When the first concussive blast was let loose Matthew took off in a red streak, a sonic boom left in his wake. His left hand took hold of Grace's hilt just under the right, the blade coming down on the incoming blast and cleaving through the concussive force itself with the Forces of Chaos. Thus he rendered the first only a gust of wind good for kicking up the twin tails of his coat for dramatic effect. The aura signifying the presence of his manipulated Force was blue with this weapon in hand. Then the rest of the barrage came for him. He moved his left hand from the blade, slipping it behind his coat.

Quickly pulling the hand back revealed one of his AMT Hardballers, with the engraving "Redglade" etched along the right side of the barrel. But on the left was the name "Scarlet." He shifted his stance, holding the gun out forward as a faint red glow came from the entirety of the firearm. Trigger pull after trigger pull, spent casing after spent casing, each blast was eliminated by the Chaos infused rounds that Matthew let loose from the Scarlet hand cannon. That was when he noticed Gruzen suddenly vanish in the form of lightning.

And, rather predictably, the Elemental thought it'd be an ingenious idea to attack from behind. With a simple turn around Grace was spun with expert dexterity, emitting a new Force. The Force of Order. Matthew turned the weapon's blade into a Lightning Rod, calling forth the bolts released by Gruzen. The blade absorbed the immense electricity, subjugating it with the Forces of Order. The Warbound's hand ran along the blade, causing it to crackle with a more vibrant blue lightning. To such an extent the sky itself began to darken as thunder boomed in the distance.

"This.. this is for the Fallen.." Matthew said as rain began to fall, his coat and eyes turning blue. Exerting the War Domain he called forth the previous five blades, which levitated beside him. With every few steps a thunder boom and every breath a lightning strike, the blue clad warrior holstered Scarlet. Particles swirling around the Half Blood's hand, materializing Grace's sheath and nesting the blade within. Causing the electrical output to transmit from the sword to the sheath, then to the Halfling himself. The vessel began to crackle with the electricity, eyes glowing brighter as he retook the stance before with his gaze fixated on Gruzen.