Lance was blocked by a large air mattress of sorts, he was rather confused by it but only for a moment, it was the same thing he did with his puppets, softening blows by putting fluffy stuff in front of them. Lance held the cotton in his hands looking at the man who began talking to him, telling him to concede, the man was of course not the joking type so he was being completely serious, however, Lance put his hand up, pointing his finger at the man, "You would take this battle to the death? I didn't know you were that type of person... I had no intention of killing you, that is why I didn't bring my equipment, of course I always was testing myself, but I never bring fights to the death" He let out a sigh, "I had no intention of winning this fight anyway, especially when I found out your a gadget and poison user, that put me at a major disadvantage." He lowered Cal to the ground, stopping for a moment and looking over at the man.
"It is true I am smart enough to realize my own condition, but I wanted to see how long I could last, seems my body isn't quite what I want it to be yet, although I could of probably won this fight if I went all out, even now, I suppose your right in the aspect that I could die." He put his watch to his face, pressing a couple buttons tapping into the robotic unit at his home, "Yes, Rabbot, I need you to come here and pick me up, I don't have long, I may go into cardiac arrest in 5 minutes or so." He spoke of harsh conditions as if they were just annoyances, "Yes, please be here when you can." He put his watch down, only a couple moments later the Rabbit-like robot appeared, going over to Lance he looked at the man, "I'll call it an end here, I have responsibilities after all, I wouldn't mind fighting you again, though I probably wouldn't hold back, still this was fun, you nearly killed me, pretty awesome I guess, for the record if we did continue this fight, I probably would just not let you sheath your blade, though even if I did that, my chest is killing me, so I'll be off now" He put his hand up to wave bye.
The Rabbot kept his balance as he released air from the bottom of his feet shooting out at a high rate in order to propel him into the air and stay in the air, putting his arm around Lance he moved to Lance's blade, the Rabbot used it's other hand to smash it's fist into the spiked acidic ball, smashing it, the metal getting minimal damage, he picked up the blade and they began flying away, the Rabbot handed Lance his sword, which Lance grabbed, Lance put down his other hand and took Cal, flicking the switch to turn the voice off, "I hope you don't mind, but, keep your zanpakuto sheathed for about 10 more minutes, that will be enough time for me to operate on myself, I'll catch ya later." He had Cal wave his hand towards the man as they floated away.
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Subject: Re: Tourney Round 2 
