Weaving handsigns and drawing a gun, long ranged combatant who's risking closing the gap so that he won't miss. Clever but reckless, considering the threat that Shin poses in close quarters. Rocking his right hand slightly he swung the chain into his left hand and dipped his torso forward, reducing some of the drag on himself. Keeping himself lower to the ground and continuing in a serpentine would ruin the potential accuracy of Metz' abilities, unless he too had the ability to read movements and judge their destination before they reached it. To compensate for this potential issue, the serpentine's jagged and unpredictable movements would suffice.

Now, what kind of spell is it? No visible hints or cues, so weaving might not actually have an effect. The only thing that he had seen before this bout was a lighting spell. Not too much to go on, and it was an ominous thought. [i]If his lightning magic is too powerful, I won't be able to beat him up close or from afar. Powers like those are dangerous because they really can't be avoided.[/i]

Deciding to play it safe for the first quarter of this fight, Shin continued to move in the direction of Metz. Instead of heading straight towards him, like an idiot, Shin began to drift towards Metz' right hand side. Keeping the sporadic movements up with every step, and making sure to keep a close eye on the slight movements of his foe. 

There were only a dozen or so feet between them, so Metz was certain to notice Shin's eye never once leaving his body. Training on his face now and jerking from his eyes down to his hands, the movements of the eye are unnatural and swift. Like a bird of prey combined with a machine of war. Setting up his offensive was more important than immediately going on the offensive.