As Kevin's hand hit the duplicate's shoulder, a loud explosion followed, hundreds of tiny robotic mechanisms being ripped apart by Crash, releasing a charge of soular energy as they exploded. The duplicate stepped back, a hole in it's shoulder, new robots already beginning to refill it, although far more slowly than before. 'You fight well. Was it Gildarts who taught you that? Fairy Tail truly has some amazing warriors, and I can tell, you've mastered your emotions. However, you haven't quite mastered strategy.' With a tingling sensation, energy gathered at the creature's chest, blasting outwards as a wave of sheer kinetic force, throwing Kevin backwards and smashing him into the ice. He slid a dozen meters away before he could get a grip on the slippery surface.

As he looked up, his vision was clear. But the figure before him had changed. Standing at 1.5 meters, short for a human, there was a blue humanoid being. It lacked eyes, although part of it's face consisted of strips of red skin. Four arms reached outwards, the upper two significantly larger than the lower. It's mouth was similar to the trunk of an elephant, if it had been quite short and had had built in teeth. Kevin presumed it looked in his direction, as it spoke in a melodic, deep voice. 'You don't even know who your face, or when you live. You know so little of the paths of the Great Ones, but you would challenge the Path of Destruction? How do you justify your actions?'

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Toguro looked up, and as he observed the great ball of flame his powers instinctively flared. Then, even as Creed yelled his attack's name, a grin came to Toguro's face. he seemed to shrug, as if shaking something off. 'I was gone there for a moment kid. But don't worry, I'll play a little more.' The grin grew wider, the ends of his mouth touching the edges of his face, as the great ball of white flame rushed towards him, leaving a trail of plasma in it's wake.

The earth trembled, as Toguro leeched it's very power through the soles of his feet. The ice cracked and shattered, far below metal corridors screeched and were torn. Toguro held one hand next to his chest, laughing loudly, as the ground beneath his feet started to melt away rapidly. 'What is it, Kid? Did you think I couldn't punch that?' Laughing, Toguro leans down, his fist briefly touching the quickly forming pool of water before shooting upwards. A whirlwind of power gathered around it, as his stone knuckles struck the surface of the ball of flame. Ripples moved along it, as the flame was struck, and an explosive force hits it.

Sparks hit the water, which evaporates on contact. The flames engulf Toguro, even as his power concentrates. Even as the flame eats away at the ice, his voice can be heard from the center, roaring out. 'YOU THINK I CAN'T HANDLY THIS!' A flash of white light, an explosive wave of force. A beam of flame shoots into the sky, it's base wreathed in white light. Curtains of steam covered the area, as great glaciers are evaporated in mere seconds, a hole being ripped in the ceiling of frozen clouds.

And then, slowly, the fog clears.

In a hole the size of a large village, the ice had been molten away, exposing the thick layer of steel beneath. And in the center, floating above the surface of the water, stood Toguro. He grinned, steam coming from his body, as he hung in midair. Along his side, lava slowly dripped downwards, the remnants of his right arm. 'I can punch that, goddamnit.' With this, Toguro floats over to the shore, where he carefully lands on the ice, drips of lava drilling holes in the already partially melted surface.