Pyro Bastard

Joker’s green eyes seemed to gleam as he saw Ichigo unravel the sword, the cloth controlled purely by spiritual power. However, the gleam was not caused by the display, but instead that the user was a swordsman rather than someone with just their fist. If the shinigami was to rely on sword only, he would find that this match would be incredibly more difficult than expected.

Even as Joker disappeared and reappeared in front of the fighter, that gleam hardly changed. Although still holding that sense of cleverness, the male had pulled his body back as if to act in surprise. At the same time though, the clothed weapon was flipped at such a speed that the wide part was pointed down in less than a second. The action never stopped Ichigo’s sword, but prevented it from touching skin. Instead, the sound of ripping could be heard accompanied with the trident wielder being sent into the sky.

The crowd members that watched wondered two things. The first was how the match had only begun and the second was how Joker had been sent into the air. Even though spectators from the last match had seen Joker’s high flying antics before, they too wondered what had propelled the blonde haired man so high up into the sky. A select few on the other had only watched the action like brainless idiots without even realizing that there was only one fighter.

Unlike any normal human, Joker grinned as he was up in the sky and continued as he slowly fell to the Earth, making it seem as if he had the ability to levitate. “Nice. I wasn’t expecting such speed with a large weapon, but I guess this shouldn’t be too different considering the oddities that surround this stadium.” The warrior said towards the spirit making some in the crowd wonder who exactly he was talking to while also seeming less like a fool with his speech.

However, instead of waiting for another attack, Joker went on the offense. With just as wide a grin, the gravity defying male sent the clothed item forward towards Ichigo, but still held onto one piece of cloth. The weapon went into a drill styled fly as it unraveled making the item look even more deadly due to the three prongs. It quickly became apparent that the cloth had been tightened around one end of the item, but one other thing became apparent: The miscalculation of the distance.

The cloth holding the weapon had quickly reached its maximum elasticity, but it did not stop. Just as the miscalculation had been an accident, another one occurred. The rip in the cloth from Ichigo’s sword caused the wrapping the snap. The trident was now soaring towards Ichigo far above speeds that could be thrown by any human or shinigami. Just as in the last fight, this speed had been caused by the mass being altered from light to heavy while the gravity holding it up had gone away completely leaving it to fly its path unless stopped. The stopping points just so happened to be Ichigo followed by the cement wall just behind the spirit.

Just as people from the crowd looked surprised, so did Joker showing he initially had no intention of completely releasing the weapon. “Shit.” The blonde fighter thought to himself as the cloth that originally held the trident began to drop to the ground.

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