Prospero dodged to the side of Naoto's punch with surprising quickness and stabbed out with his cane. Due to the power of illusion he would try and make it seem as though the cane was about to strike Naoto in the ribs before it bent out to strike Naoto's arm instead. If Prospero did hit with the cane, the tip would suddenly spark and crackle as a mild but painful electric shock would pulse from it into the future Mafia Boss's arm.

"Fufufu~ A good effort [i]Undecimo[/i], but your attacks will need to be faster to hit someone like me! Is that really all the speed and power you can summon up? Because if it is you'll never get what you want from me and you'll be answering my demands in no time!"

Prospero had no intention of letting himself get taken out so quickly, or of ending his test of the potential Mafia Boss in one strike either. There had to be some reason this guy was being chosen as a potential leader for an Organization as big as the Vongola. No, more than that, if there really was nothing more to him then the path to his goals would have hit yet another stumbling block and that was unacceptable! No, Prospero would drag the potential out of him and then...well, then they would see.