Michael, acting quick as Xeno's whip shot toward his blade, easily side-stepped the whip, and slashed it in half. "Is that the best you've got?" Michael demanded as he gritted his teeth, soon turning both of his hands into claws. He then smashed his right claw into the ground, and spikes shot up beneath Xeno. Michael knew that it would not harm him, but hoped that it would slow him down.