[quote=LenKagamine]
He spoke. Offering a gem, "Sorry but I don't need your tra-" she was bewildered when the man tossed the gem to her. It was her Soul Gem. She felt cold sweat. How come he had it? Then it disappeared, "Wha- Give it back shithead!" What's with that box?! Red-eyed fox? He couldnt mean- "Y-You..!! Where's that little bastard?! Who the hell are you?!" she was too confused. Her head ached a bit, but she endured it and tried to calm down. Wait. This gem. She touched the place where her gem is normally is. 'It's right here...! But..!" What is the soul gem on her palm then? Is there actually another gem? Kyubey had never told her about this. Is the man just deceiving her? But what if it's true? Kyoko slid the gem on her pocket for now. "You bastard...! Drop the box!" Then a spear rose in front of her and Kyoko kicked it towards the box.
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One milion. There were exactly one million ways Bob could avoid the spear moving towards him. They say variety is the spice of life, and Bob most vehemently agreed. As time moved faster for his eyes, he went over some of the ways he could use. He could have destroyed the spear on a molecular level, teleported it to a different location, nullified the magic creating it, transform it into air, create an energy barrier, or use any number of techniques to destroy this seemingly simple attack. However, simplicity, such as all else in life, is an illusion created by those that cannot comprehend life's true complexity. And complexity opened up more options, more ideas, more possibilities. The more complex something is, the more ways it has to fall to bits.
Bob studied the spear in great detail. It was made of atoms, of course, as all things are in the physical plane, but Bob didn't use simply his eyes to look. He saw a complex power, similar to his own. The ability to use one's soul, one's wishes, to create objects and alter reality. Kyubey had no doubt enhanced this ability within the human mind, and it explained why the abilities that appeared were different for each soul. No two minds are alike. In a very real way, the magic coursing through the magical girl and the techniques she used were the very same power Bob drew on. He could see the spear in her soul and mind, as well as in it's physical form, a representation of her anger, a symbol of power, defiance, and victory. It was a work of beauty, and Bob really didn't feel like breaking it. 
Bob held up a hand, a simple, physical construct, created from his own mind. Another similarity, he thought. Both his, and the girl's minds were attached to a crystal, a gem of sorts, outside of what most would consider their 'body'. Both were independant of the flesh that encased most living beings. Bob smiled as the spear thrust through the flesh in his hand, through his arm, into his shoulder. He saw how the spear moved through the middle of the limb, the outstretched bone being split and forced to two sides, many parts jutting out of his arm. The blue liquid that Bob had chosen as 'blood' in this form splattered to the ground, pouring from the many veins the spear's blade had cut. The shoulder bones were shattered on impact, the spear finally coming to a halt having torn it's way through the entire length of his arm with ease. The shockwave traveled from his shoulder, as if he had been hit by a bullet, and shattered his collarbone, dealing severe damage to his lungs, as well as several other organs that a human would have considered vital.
"Quite impressive. Had I been human, that would no doubt have killed me." The blood in his lungs had forced Bob to magically project his voice, instead of using the usual method of vocal chords and air to create sound. Although he was by all rights a God, Bob liked sticking to the basics. Or at least, that's what he'd decided a few hundred years ago. Before that, he'd often not even bothered giving himself vocal chords. "The box is a trick. Kyubey isn't the kind to share such a thing, you should know that better than anyone." Bob smiled, and dropped the box on the ground, where it melted. "It was a pleasure meeting you, Kyoko. You're certainly an interesting girl. You can be sure that I will be keeping my eye on you." Bob smiled, as eyes opened all over his suit, each of them directed solely at Kyoko. It was a bad joke, but he really hadn't been able to resist. It was his only failing. With a short bow, Bob once more disappeared, reappearing in his tower, where he prepared their next meeting in detail.