Glaive's eyes widened as the giant log he held broke off into a countless number of wooden shards that threatened to penetrate his entire body.<br/>What happened next wasn't exactly clear. There was a bright flash of light and then Glaive just seemed to disappear. Gone in an instant.<br/><br/>. . .<br/><br/>"Damn." murmured Glaive as he crouched in the branches of one of the trees surrounding them. What had recently transpired was almost too fast to comprehend. Like lightning itself, Glaive compressed his molecules to become pure energy and in the blink of an eye traveled at the speed of light to avoid substantial damage. Unfortunately, it appeared he wasn't fast enough in doing so. A dozen or so wooden fragments were embedded in his arms, legs, and body armor.<br/><br/>"I never thought . . . *pant* . . . that she *gasp* would cause me . . . to use such a move." Glaive breathed heavily. While such a technique came in handy, it came at a cost. Compressing molecules, traveling at the speed of light, and then reassembling himself again caused great strain on his body as well as his energy supply. His lightning abilities worked like a battery and it's energy supply was directly dependent on his own, meaning he could only use them if he had enough energy to do so, and using his Flash Dash cost him dearly. Now he was down to only 20 percent.<br/><br/>"Hopefully I was. . .  able to buy myself . . . some time." Thinking that Maylin may not see him in the foliage of leaves and began to pluck out the intrusive projectiles. He was more than a little disappointed with himself. He allowed himself to be clumsy. He was hesitating and thinking too much, causing his body to be slow to react. Because of that he was approaching this battle with the wrong mindset. He needed to act on instinct. He's been using his brain to try and win this fight. He attempted to defeat his enemies with reason and logic. That wouldn't do here. Not now anyways.<br/><br/>Glaive began to meditate and bring out the inner beast within.