"Hey!" A cloaked man called out to Kukui. He turned and moved over to face the fighter. "I guess it's you and me, right?" The cloaked figure looked around. "And you don't look like you can fight either. Which means we're closer to equal, right? Right?" The figure paused as it nervously skittered towards the young man with green hair. "It's fair, a fight between us, isn't it?"

Kukui gulped before staring. What should he do now? Fighting this man wasn’t even an option to Kukui, neither of them wanted to truly fight each other and Kukui understood that this hesitation in both of them would give him a chance to escape. But with the whole cage around them being seastone he was unable to escape through the ground like he’d usually do. His only option now was to create a “Path” to escape. 

Kukui held his hand up, palm forward. [color=39b54a]“Please sir, forgive me!!”[/color] He said with a plan forming in his head. Dull poles of wood began flying out of his hand at the cloaked man, shooting around him but in reality he was aiming for the spaces in between the bars. At the same time he was creating something within his body, a sort of shield in case the worst outcome.