She couldn't help it. At every strike from Kalluto's blades, she gasped in pain. Her right arm dropped to her side as he sliced through it. She fell to her knees when he gashed that. She made no sudden movements--even to protect herself--even when he held his blade to her cheek. She would wait for her mp to recharge. The score counter read<span style="color: #FF40FF">34</span>-<span style="color: #4000FF">30</span>, in favor of her team. It would be fine if she were killed here; she would just respawn in the exact same spot with full stats.<br/><br/>Appallingly, she chuckled, and the sound escalated into a full laugh before she abruptly cut it off. "You're right, of course," she smiled, enjoying the sound of Soren's honeysuckle voice. "I<span style="font-style: italic">am</span>smarter than that." At last, at the ten second mark, their status effects were updated. Doce's bleeding effect was removed, and Kalluto was negatively affected by the cold. Judging by her health bar, it wasn't cold enough to do damage, yet, but perhaps a slow effect or some such thing was on its way?<br/><br/>She had accumulated enough mp to coat her left forearm in an ice blade, and she shoved it through the boy's chest, leaning in and smiling wickedly. "<span style="font-style: italic">Much</span>smarter."<br/><br/>The information Rukia had gathered would be helpful, especially with the situation she was now in. Her shoulder had recovered enough, now, that she could move her arm, and she promptly coated it in a second ice blade. She stood, poised for striking the instant Kalluto re-spawned, and thrust forward mercilessly. One blade came up under his chin, tearing through the soft tissue and shredding his brain. Before he could re-spawn, the other came in from the side, slashing the boy's slight frame in half. "How's this for fighting back?"<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Damn! I wish my attacks were always this epic. Too bad it's just a boost for the tournament.</span><br/><br/>She prepared herself to strike again.