The punch sailed through the air before slamming into Mute's chin launching him through the air, Mute's eyes became hazy as he rolled through debris until he pushed off the ground and flipped onto his feet, Mute's feet wobbled as he stared at the spirit with his blurry vision until the spirit took a step forward and disappeared.
Mute shuffled his feet narrowly dodging a right high kick from the spirit. The spirit looked at Mute surprised until he slammed his right leg back onto the ground creating a massive ice pillar under Mute's feet. The pillar raised Mute high into the air. Mute stared down at the ice pillar before he looked up into the sky and saw several ice birds flying towards him.
The trails of snowflakes leaked off the birds' wings as they twirled towards him before slamming into his body. The birds exploded engulfing Mute in a smoke cloud. Mute stands in the swirling smoke cloud with bruises and cuts covering his body. Mute stands still breathing heavily until the smoke to his left moves oddly and a kick slams into his chest launching him off the pillar.
Mute's body falls towards the ground as Fubuki stares down at his rapidly descending body. Fubuki waves his hands shooting five massive ice sickles toward Mute. Mute watches the ice sickle approach him before narrowly dodging it by rolling onto the ground. Mute rolls next to a corpse crushed by a pile of metal shingles. Mute places his hand on the corpse's back and enlarges the body's spine before gruesomely yanking it out.
Mute extends the spine to his side before he morphs the spine into a scythe. Mute watches as Fubuki leaps off the ice pillar and lands directly in front of him, twenty feet away. Fubuki's eyes stare at the scythe until a grin appears on his face. Fubuki extends his right arm out and forms a shiny ice sword in his palm before talking.
In a split second Mute shrinks the distance between him and Fubuki swinging his scythe. The scythe inches closer to Fubuki's left eye until it stops as a grinding noise echoes out. Right under the blade of the scythe was Fubuki's ice blade. The two weapons grind against each other. Until Mute pushes the hilt forward slamming it into Fubuki's mouth. Fubuki's head is rocked back as his ice blade slides off the scythe.
Mute and Fubuki exchange a fury of blows. They spin around each other as the air crackles from their two weapons clashing against each other. Mute swings his scythe horizontally as it narrowly grazes the top of Fubuki's head. Fubuki slashes upwards at Mute but it grazes Mute's neck out of distance. Fubuki spins and throws a kick into Mute's stomach. The powerful kick makes Mute lose grasp of his scythe as it goes flying out of his hand.
A grin appears on Fubuki's face as he thrusts his blade at Mute's heart with one hand. The blade is about to pierce Mute's chest until suddenly the object goes directly past Fubuki. Fubuki's eyes widen as his arms are sliced off.
Fubuki glances to his left and sees the scythe flying through the air. Around one of the vertebrates, there is a string wrapped around the bone. Mute twitches his right index finger as the scythe changes direction and flies towards Fubuki until Fubuki regenerates both of his arms and waves his hand creating a massive ice sickle. The sickle fires and snaps the bone scythe. The broken spine falls onto the ground, rattling.
Fubuki stares at the spine rattling before glancing up at Mute and talking.
" You keep managing to surprise me, but I'm done playing around. Three minutes have passed already. So why don't I get started... "
Mute eyes widen watching the spirit lift his right hand over his head as a grin appears on his face. The cursed energy leaking off Fubuki's body swirls into an ice ball in Fubuki's left hand. The ball starts to vibrate rapidly until it slowly hovers up into the sky. Fubuki locks eyes with Mute before talking.
" Maximum Technique: Freezing Hell "...