Dace would smile as he shed his fur and the gunk as the explosion aided the process of blasting him clear. He took the damage being the outer kinetics the rest being fed into his gauntlet. His body was still bruised from the blasts wave and ended before the sand mound now there. Landing on his feet like a cat, he skidded and stopped himself. Under the sand was his enemy, the being still alive.<br/><br/>Sore as hell in the ribs he would note his enemy had taken little to no damage. Well, time to turn thing up as he grabbed a card and summoned it with a streak of blood feeding the creature within into life. A Bulette would appear in the sand and dissapear under to hunt. Bulette A sand shark as voracious as they come and able to chew through hard stone, metal and anything it needs to hunt its prey. Dace would hop to higher ground, thinking.