((Collab Post between MasterJay and Letter Bee))

Black Cat's eyes shot towards the other assassin as he came too close. He must have had a death wish to have dared be so close to a feeding beast. Black Cat attacked, glowing claws passing right through Silas to bisect the spirit beast beyond that had been poised to strike. He ripped into the thing's remains with his teeth. Inside the spirit-hybrid, Eise just sighed and shook his head.

When the black mist appeared, Eise had to ask Kuro if it was the spirit's doing. It seemed like something the spirit would have done, but it claimed to not have the ability to conjure anything of the like. Black Cat felt no harmful effects from the mists and would have disregarded them had he not been looking in Silas' direction, where the mists suddenly came together around the magi's body in the form of binding chains. Kuro and Eise shared what amounted to a mental shrug, neither having any clue as to what was happening. The frenzy had disappeared, so Eise took over his body again, just in time to kick away a black beast that decided an immobilized Silas was a free meal. He respected the assassin enough to want to kill him personally.

Black Cat obeyed the anonymous voice's order to not move, more or less. He drew swirling patterns on the floor in the black creatures' spilled blood, licking his claws on occasion. A few chunks of flesh he'd missed or abandoned found their way into his mouth now, and another creature - How many had been created? - decided to make the unmoving magi its prey. That decision unfortunately brought it within Black Cat's reach. A black tail skewered through its head and dragged the body over to Black Cat. He enjoyed this one slowly, playing as he cut it apart. 

Black Cat's sharp ears tracked the new player's movements by the sounds of conflict far off in the distance. A gunshot, then more, then silence, another gun, something blowing up. Eise wondered what had changed and forced the hidden piece to enter the game. Kuro didn't care. When the voice returned Black Cat did something between a shaking purr and a chuckle. It was the second time she had spoken specifically to Silas. "I think she might have a thing for you," he hissed out before snapping his mouth shut for another slice of black spirit beast.

He was slow to react when the black mist and chains faded away, almost slow enough to allow some little boy to poke him with a strange bendy kitchen knife. The strange shape was funny enough to distract Eise, who saw it as hugely impractical for combat. Still, he could tell that it wasn't just a normal blade the second it hit him. His armor should have deflected it away harmlessly, but instead it began to cut through. Black Cat sprang back, a thin line of blue blood drawing itself on his side. Okay, strange knife could cut. It was still in the hands of a little boy. And it was just one weapon. Black Cat's entire body was a weapon.

Black Cat shot forward, and met Ascot's blade again; the boy knew not to let up around dangerous assassins. The boy moved strangely, treating each step as the third point of a triangle, and unlike other swordfighters Black Cat might know, used his free hand as a weapon, covering it with silver energy, punching and grabbing.

The Assassin fell backwards in a sort of spin, a glowing fist of magic punching through the space his head had previously occupied. A glowing claw grabbed the floor, and Black Cat's legs came up one after the other, each capable of cutting the boy in half. Hidden behind his legs was his coiledtail, ready to snap out and decapitate the boy as he reacted to the feint of the deadly kicks. 

Ascot avoided one leg, parried another, but was caught by surprise by the coiled tail, which he tried to avoid with a speedy swerve to his left; he didn't exactly succeed. Rather, the right side of his cheek had been cut, and the bone had been scoured, causing great pain to the boy.

Out of pride, though, he refused to use Mentalism to suppress the pain, gritting his teeth and taking a defensive stance; the initiative was Black Cat's now.

The assassin pulled himself downward with one arm, and fell right through the floor, but his other claw caught on the solid matter and he used that handhold to swing underneath the boy and shot back up through the floor behind him. Black Cat closed one claw into a deadly spear-like point and lashed out with a vicious uppercut meant to rip the boy's spine from his body.

Only to find Ascot's sword, now wielded with two hands, colliding with the claw-spear; the boy, swift as quicksilver, had turned around and with all the power Energy can give him, launched a Graviton Hammer that compensated for his lack of physical strength.

However, even with the powers of gravity, the boy was still unable to block Eise's blow for long, and found himself launched high, high into the air, his pride unwilling to allow him to just fly and launch attacks at Eise from range.

[I]Swallow that impulse![/i] he thought, righting himself in the air immidiately, ready to meet Black Cat's next onslaught...again.

Black Cat stared up at the boy, and then flickered out of existence like a candle flame, reappearing behind the boy again, this time for a wicked kick to launch him back down towards the floor.

Ascot turned around...and this time, chose to avoid the blow instead of parrying it like last time, taking advantage of the fact that he was in the air to do a barrel roll, one quickened by both Energy and Timespace. Ah, barrel rolls in the air; a great advantage of knowing how to fly.

Black Cat's image flickered again, and he was back on the floor where he had been. The assassin leaned down and ran his claws, retracted now and therefor black and not glowing blue, through the black blood pooled around his feet. He was back in the air, as if indecisive of where he wanted to be, and he spun, sending a spray of the black blood all around in an attempt to blind the boy and give the assassin an opening to finish him. When all of the blood had flown off, Black Cat unsheathed his claws again, the sudden flash of nean blue light catching on the dark droplets and scattering the light. He would use the opportunity to teleport in closer and slash as the boy's right arm.

To manipulate an element, one normally needed Energy (to move said element) and Matter (to change that element's state from solid/liquid/gas and to conjure it up). However, when the enemy helpfully provides said element for you to move, one needed Energy alone. When Black Cat sprayed the spirit creatures' blood, Ascot saw the opportunity and 'bent' said blood, mixing it with his sweat for added volume. He then created a ring of bloody water around him, and when Eise teleported, he transformed said ring into water whips, slapping the Assassin again and again and again.

Eise knew people who did, but he himself did not enjoy the act of being whipped. Black Cat took the hits, his armor protecting his body well enough, and his glowing claw reached forward for the annoying magi's neck. It would snap like a toothpick.

Ascot barely avoided it, again, but sustained a small cut to his neck for the trouble, before adding the resulting blood to his element whips, which he now froze into a spray of small daggers, which he flung at Eise/Black Cat. This was followed up by a ranged attack; the boy swung his sword in a downwards slash, launching a wave of silver Law energy that would simultaneously blind and burn his opponent.

Black Cat took the blood daggers directly, purposedly using them to knock himself out of the way of the more dangerous Law attack. The cuts were shallow, hitting the thickest part of his armor: the plate that covered his chest. Eise was not pleased that Kuro had done that. He'd have rather taken the Law attack, as it would have done more damage to the armor instead of his body. The armor was repeaired whenever Kuro created it, something which could not be said of Eise's body. 

Black Cat teleported again, but this time not nearer to Ascot. In fact, he appeared to have vanished more than teleported. There was no sign of a reappearance.

The boy opened his senses to Timespace; with both it and Law, he can sense the distortions in Space created by teleportation. He sensed the assassin's presence directly below, below the solid floor of concrete and steel.

Instead of following the Assassin below the ground using Timespace Intangiability, Ascot instead spoke to Conor:

[I]I've herded the Assassin to beneath the floor! 'Bend' him out![/i]