- His strike towards the now altered Peace Keeper hadn’t gone as planned, but still permitted Strakhov to have the upper hand. The punch toward his side had not connected, but left the man disarmed and also had himself opened up for an impact to the abdomen. Even though the weight and for of Strakhov’s impact was considerable, his adversary seemed that have found a way to lessen the blow slightly. Strakhov knew this wasn’t a game or a ‘trial’ anymore; this was a battle for life or death. It was a trench fight all over again, except this one had no weapons to defend himself but his magic. And so, Strakhov admired the acrobatics of the man and came back into his Khadorian CQC stance, with hands forward and legs shoulder length apart again. Strakhov knew he needed to end the fight as quickly as possible; he would have the upper hand. Even if Strakhov had experience in long lasting battles, being a soldier of war, he couldn’t overpowered someone so lightly equipped and rapid like Leo was… He didn’t want to shoot the man down, but he knew his options were limited.
Strakhov took the time to put his mask back on while the man seemed to be getting his breath back, would have to get out of there or kill him. It was a hard choice, even for a soldier like Strakhov, since this was someone trying to bring peace to the people. Reaching behind him to grab his Riot Gun, he noticed the sudden change in temperature getting a lot cooler within seconds. Strakhov took a hold of his gun to notice the frost on the white haired man’s hands. Holding his shotgun forward, he had time to turn the barrel to scatter shot, the next bullet being a smoke grenade. And right at the moment he was about to press on the trigger, the man dashed forward… Strakhov wanted to make sure his shot would hit, so held off on firing for a second, preparing for the next move.
All it seemed to be was a harmless charge to punch his face, so Strakhov stepped forward and lifted his sword arm to deflect it with his forearm, but came to a surprise from his opponent’s tactics. The ground below his feet suddenly froze, leaving a layer of slippery ice. Not only that, but the punch fell short and Leo slipped right under him… So Strakhov turned his upper body and pivoted lightly to face behind him, but it was too late. He felt his right leg give way from the swing and was going to hit the floor quickly, back first… But Leo was still in Strakhov’s view. While hitting the ground, he noticed for a milli second that Leo would still be on the ice… Meaning he couldn’t just jump away as easily as before… And so he brought the riot gun to point to Leo and fired of his scatter shot, aiming a little higher in case he would try jumping or dashing… Immediately following that action, he brought the Riot gun back to point in front of him, a wall nearby would provide him with what he needed. He fired off the smoke grenade, wouldn’t take time before it would create a large smoke screen in which he’d be able to move freely while still having sight.