I'm still not making contact! Leo screamed internally as he watched the wave of icy wind wrap harmlessly around Rakhana; creating a vibrant display of electricity as the two drastic temperatures made contact with one another and Leo's wind was kept at bay. It was a frustratingly unseen outcome, but it did allow him to piece together the fact that she was manipulating mass amounts of heat each time she committed an action; be it the heatwave she sends at him or the distortions in the air when she repositions herself. It was all reliant on heat, and from the looks of how easily his Arctic wind had been staved off, she had to be generating an incredible amount of it.
How does her body handle that much heat? How is it generated? Leo mulled over his thoughts as the light show faded away.
With his advantageous position combined with his keen senses, Leo was able to pick up the smallest of changes in Rakhanas body; such as the swelling of her abdomen as she filled her lungs with air and where her attention was lingering in the instants that her chest began to swell. Shifting his attention to Rakhanas face, Leo noted that while she was looking towards him, she was not looking directly at him, she was looking beneath him and the overpass. What did she see? Before attempting to decipher this, Leos eyes would glaze over with a yellow sheen as he called upon the energy of the yellow magical orb beneath his Pauldron; the tips of his hair taking on a light blonde hue. With a tensing of muscles, his right hand would twitch and the fingers would bend at though they clung to some unseen object in his palm. In a fraction of an instant the empty air between his fingers and palm was filled with an orb of bright yellow light; the yellow tint which had overtaken his eyes and hair now fading away.
By this point, Leo was watching the letters of ice upon the concrete between the two of them vanish with sharp hisses as they were flash boiled away. What was she playing at? Where was she aiming? No time to wait for the answers to be handed to him; now was the time for action.
With naught but a blur of motion, Leo would have raised his right arm and hurled the bright yellow orb in his hand directly for Rakhanas face at just over 300 mph; which would leave only 200 Milliseconds before impact was to be made. But it was a farce.
The instant Leo had thrown the orb, his left arm and the sword it held had gone behind his back so at to compensate for his throw; releasing the brown orb within the swords hilt as it swung just slightly behind him. After the throw, Leo brought his right hand quickly back towards his body and used it to grasp hold of the free falling magical orb as it passed his right hip; slamming it into the hilt of one of the daggers upon his back in one fluid motion. Fingers curling in tightly Leo would grasp hold of not one, but both daggers on his back and began to curl his arm forward for yet another throw. As his body began to twist in anticipation, his eyes blinked with yellow light for but an instant before the orb flying at Rakhana suddenly expanded; releasing a massive surge of lightning they stretched out in every direction so as to hopefully block Leo from her sight for just a moment.
With a quiet grunt Leo sent his daggers flying into the air, one screaming directly towards Rakhana whilst the other would fly straight away from Leo with a brown streak momentarily in its wake. With a brief metallic scraping sound the second dagger would find it's home in the stone work of the building behind Rakhana; the real notice behind the double farce of attacks he had just unleashed. The instant it made impact, the air was filled with a single, sharp snapping sound that seemed to stem from within the Earth and Leo watched as the outer perimeter of the entire 4 story will belched a plume of dust before falling, floor by floor, towards Rakhana; who with any luck would be to focused on what was going on infront of her.
There was a single, sharp rumble that tore through the overpass, sending vibrations into Leo’s legs, causing him to react with a quick flex of his muscles that left both his legs bent at the knee and poised for action. The support beams had been heated to their melting point, effectively crippling their structural integrity to the point that the weight of the overpass was simply too much to handle. Dropping his gaze down to his feet, Leo could see a hairline fracture running from one side of the overpass to the other; sprouting hundreds of minute fractures along it’s path.
This bitch is taking down the overpass!
Quick as a whip Leo turns his head to the left, taking in all he could of his immediate surroundings so as to find any means of aid; he found none and his face contorted into anger before his head whipped the other way. There was nothing to be found here either and Leo could feel gravity taking hold; his legs coiling up tightly to his body as he began to fall.
“Fu-uck!” Leo cursed as he disappeared from sight.
Not long after, the overpass began to make contact with the ground beneath it and this allowed Leos feet to finally touch the surface once more; a powerful flexing of his legs sending him up into the air at a 60 degree angle in a quick blur of motion that left a plume of smoke and dust in his wake. If all went to plan from here, Leo would find himself upon and within the 3rd floor of the building he had just torn open.
Whether or not Rakhana could see the damage she had done, it was there nonetheless and on Leo’s arms, where there was once just reddened skin, there was now white pockets of blistered skin and speckles of blood droplets. Still a minor injury in Leo’s mind, but even several minor injuries would be enough to stop the battle.