Mitha'lo had been sitting silently in a side room, off in the back halls of the area's Colosseum. In the locked and dark room, the junior huntsman held his scroll to his ear. A member of his Pinnacle sect was rushing through finer details of scheme their elders had set into motion. The lad only paid half attention. Just enough to respond with 'yeah's and 'right's. It wasn't that Mitha'lo didn't wish to understand what acts he will be requested of committing in the future. His mind was elsewhere; fixed on the fight that would soon present itself. His year had been filled with mission after mission. Trip after trip. He had been given little time to prepare and train to his fullest extent. Though he trusted his battle experience and tactical wisdom would aid him against Max. 

There was little information on this Max Chromium. To Mitha'lo he was just another freshmen with grand goals and filled with tom-foolery. Without much thinking behind it, Mitha'lo turned his phone off. He cut off his ally in the middle of their conversion in order to sit in silence and wait. For half an hour he sat in silence before his name was called. It would take him less than a minute to walk from the side room into the arena's entryway. And as Mitha'lo  approached the roar of the crowd slammed against him with greater annoyance. He sighed and stopped before the lights above came into contact with him. His golden eyes pierced the dark corridor and spotted his opponent. 

Mitha'lo thought the boy was well presented. Yet showed obvious signs of excitement and energy flowed out of him. "Going to be hard using Sin Eater on him." The agent stated before shrugging that fact off. It was normal for emotions to run high in battle. The tide might still yet turn in his favor. A light step plunged him into the spot light as the crowd cheered and roared. Ready for action. Calmly, he well dressed lad waved to the crowd. A few woman would make their voices heard in favor of Mitha'lo. Externally he laughed and smiled. Internally he rolled his eyes and sighed. 

Finally the challenger would face his opponent. "Bring it on Mitha!" Upon hearing that Mitha'lo would blink with a minor display of annoyance. "It is Mitha'lo. If you must use a nickname, use Mit. Please. Mitha sounds like some sort of deity. And believe me. I am no god." From his side, Mitha'lo pulled up his diabolical looking Rend. The evil-looking weapon countered the charming aura Mitha'lo produced. In addition, he pulled a pair of visors out of his purple hoodie. Setting them upon his face, Mitha'lo prepared his aim cash on his back. 

"It is good to meet you Max. Please produce your maximum effort." 

Max Chromium

Mitha'lo lowered his visor as the first move was made. The redish reflection of the headpiece replaced his piercing golden eyes. Yet still Mitha'lo caught sight of Max tossing out his pair of Dust crystals. Seeing the un-refined use of Dust caused a part of Mitha'lo with suck his teeth. He thought something like this would happen; his teachings couldn't get the better of him today. Certainly not in front of everyone watching the fight. In the arena or at home. So with a quick slight of hand the junior year student pulled out a clip of Fire Dust from his bag. Managing to load it just as the field around his froze over due to the mystic mineral. When the cold began to tingle the muscles of Mitha'lo's legs he just took in a deep breath.

His plan was to allow Max to get rid of some ammunition before counting with his own attack. It was an delightful surprise when Max utilized the change of field. Not only was he trying to slow down his elder; the secondary effect allowed him to skate across the ring. "Worth noting for the future." His murmur was kept to a whisper before registering Max's barrage of shots. Quickly Mitha'lo jumped up to avoid that attack. However two shots found their target and formed ice around his left leg. The Dust caused ice to form from his foot to his upper calf and knee.

His next action would be to pierce the ground with Rend. As the blade entered the frozen floor Mitha'lo kept his balance up for a few seconds. After which he would pull the trigger to fire a Fire Dust round into the floor - melting away some of the ice.

Mitha'lo would look to Max and bring his left leg down hard to the ground. With that force the ice around his leg would crack and weaken. Weaken enough so his right arm could smash the ice around the limb. "Decent. Next? Show me what you got boy. I guess they let anyone into Vytal these days huh? Did your grandmother show you that trick?"

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*Speed Reloaders X 6 (10 Bullets Each)
- 1 Fire Dust Clips + 9 Bullets
- 1 Ice Dust Clip
- 1 Wind Dust Clip
- 1 Kinetic Dust Clip
- 1 High Impact Round Clip
* 2 Crystal Balls

Max Chromium

Mit groaned as Max displayed his acrobatic skills; jumping over him by utilizing the momentum he'd steadily gained. Honestly it was a predictable mode of travel for Mit. If he'd seen someone use similar tactics once, he'd seen it several times. The young man attempted to slash at Max while the younger boy danced in the air and make his comeback. Kid is quick-thinking. I'll give him that. Mit thought before realizing the red gem hovering over his head. Quickly his right arm covered the majority of the blast. The force was minute but obvious with it's bright flash causing a blinding effect. While his visor was designed to assist him in battle, the brightness of the blast caused Mit to stumble for a moment. Parts of his hair and cloak had been singed by the explosion.

Without a way to tell which direction Max was coming from, Mitha'lo shot off 6 rounds of Fire Dust bullets into the frozen area around him. The golden-haired boy would appear to flail his arms and moan in pain. The truth of the matter was that Mitha'lo already regained his cool. At this point he was using the opportunity to shot fire into the ice. This would cause the ice to melt and allow steam to rise up. Building a mild mist and destroying Max's skate-able terrain. Plus if I hit him it'll be a bonus.

Just as vision began to return the impact of bullets was felt by Mitha'lo. Two shots got to him before realizing the direction they came from. The combination of his vision returning and feeling Max's direction allowed the man to dodge a few rounds. "Damn it!" He cried as his arms were frozen by the dust. Rend had been, essentially, fused to Mitha'lo left hand by the ice. While his other was merely covered.

Mitha'lo wanted to device a new course of action, however he was restricted by the ever encroaching Max. His visor high-lighted the boy as a kick became imminent. With distance and time become scarce Mitha'lo did the one thing that had always worked for people in these situations. Tucked himself into a condensed target. While he didn't avoid the attack, Mitha'lo lowered Rend to the ground and fired off his remaining three shots. He waited until Max was merely three feet away before doing this. The combined fire power should have been enough to create a ball of smoke and a momentary wall of fire.

As an added line of defense Mitha'lo spun to his opposite side and rose his frozen right arm in defense. Might as well use this ice for something.
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*Speed Reloaders X 6 (10 Bullets Each)
- 1 Fire Dust Clips
- 1 Ice Dust Clip
- 1 Wind Dust Clip
- 1 Kinetic Dust Clip
- 1 High Impact Round Clip
* 2 Crystal Balls

With his plan baring fruit a smile came up onto Mitha'lo's face before he slammed his arms together. The strength from his hidden mechanical arm was powerful enough to shatter the magically-formed ice. A small skip in his heart's beat provided proof enough that Mitha'lo was happy...no. He was thrilled by the performance Max was giving to the crowd and Mit. His wall of fire trick worked in staving off the boys attack high-speed attack. If Mitha'lo had been hit than it would have been hard to recover. Thankfully, like monsters, freshmen were scared of fire. As the ice scattered onto the floor Mitha'lo popped-out the empty rounds. His attention was drawn to Max as the boy shouted towards Mitha'lo. "Play?" The older student asked quizzically before realizing this opponents intentions. Quickly Mitha'lo placed his right arm in his ammo pouch. Which round would work? Which one is going to help him out in this situation? 

Max's aura flared to life while Mitha'lo sucked his teeth. Past experiences told Mit that it was a poor decision to allow someone to 'charge-up' their attacks. Especially aura related ones. While the cannons started to form in Max's hands Mitha'lo's own hand clutched onto an Ice Dust Bullet reloader. Quickly Mitha'lo loaded the rounds into Rend before cocking the gun back. "It's time I showed you my true power!" Just in that moment Mitha'lo witnessed the bright flash of Max's armaments fire half-way across the arena. And thus he took a gamble. This aura attack was unique in the manner of it's ornern display. Yet based on Max's personality, the power he had must be straight forward. An all out attack. Point and shoot. Thus if he could manage to get out of the blast he should be fine. Or so he calculated. 

Mitha'lo pointed Rend down towards the floor of the arena the moment Max fired his aura. With rapid succession 7 ice bullets hit the ground until a spire was formed. The golden-haired student soared to the tip just as the aura came into contact with it. It's force caused the Dust to start breaking apart into dust particles. The footing was quickly disintegrating while gravity wished to pull Mitha'lo back down. Yet he would defy that wish, and instead make for an attack.

By focusing his aura around his body, Mitha'lo created of crude layer of protection around his frame. This Aura Defense enhancement would assist him as Mitha'lo lept towards Max. His footing was gone, the arena was covered thanks to Max's hyper-driven breams. If there was going to be any location not affected, it would be in the spot Max himself stood in. Thus Mit's only choice was to go in for an attack. 
 

His body, though covered by aura, began to feel the strain and pressure coming out of Max's cannons in full earnest by the time he was less than ten yards away. He had faith in his ability to close the gap between Max and himself. Though there was always the chance this could fail on him. And this in preparation of an opening. Mitha'lo took aim with Rend before firing off 2 of his remaining rounds. His target was Max's forehead. With his experience in combat and his visor's assistance, the chances of Max being hit was decent. 
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*Speed Reloaders (10 Bullets Each)
- 1 Fire Dust Clips
- 1 Ice Dust BULLET left
- 1 Wind Dust Clip
- 1 Kinetic Dust Clip
- 1 High Impact Round Clip
* 2 Crystal Balls
Max Chromium