Originally Posted by
Miburo
The Nevadian quirked an eye brow as he received no reply to his taunt like inquiry. Somehow, Praxat had managed to resist the bait he had set. Her tendency to explain things in the midst of battle often left an opening--and while such things may be tolerable when among allies, when faced with enemies, monologing about the strength of ones body and techniques was an extreme liability.
"Huh. So you can focus when you feel like it!" He exclaimed with an approving voice. "I don't even want to tell you what I was going to do if you got distracted again..."
Shifting his weight slightly, he crouched, allowing the earth to sail over his head by scant inches as he advanced forward at a casual pace.
He jumped slightly, another bolder tumbling and crashing into into the horizon. No sooner than he had landed, the onslaught continued unabated, coming upon him like an avalanche, and he masterfully dodged numerous attacks. To a warrior of his skill, dodging attacks like this was a simple task, Shingan or not.
Lifting his left leg of the ground, it began to glow with an blue aura, before the Nevadian lazily extended it towards the boulders.
Unicorn's Tail Cleaves Mountains in Twain!
Instantly, a wave of cutting energy erupted from his leg, on a collision course with the Praxat's counter attack, neatly cleaving the stones into halves, sprawling into various directions narrowly missing the Nevadians position.
The wave continued, poised to slice into the Toadian.