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Three more individuals began to cry out as they too were lifted into the air with the intent of meeting their doom. The sharp metallic voice of Jonas called out mockingly, "How much blood will be on your hands? How much killing will you allow before you give up this farce?" The jaw had found itself lodged in one of the arena walls with the flesh that had been left splattered around it. The metallic pieces began to twitch and come apart, a series of blades coming apart to hang in the air. It seemed as if this most peculiar Vexic was built of blades, and even more evidence was presented as his trenchcoat began to split along the arms, two long blades extending out from his forearms. His fingers also seemed to be growing bladed tips almost like claws as the skeletal frame began to push forth.

Should the aura ever leave the surviving tools they would find themselves back under Jonas's influence and more than likely hurtling through the air to impact the man with force. Though the same could be said if any spike of pain were forced into Jonas's being, the incredible surge more than likely capable of overriding Yusuke's protective influence.

A metallic screeching took the place of laughter as Jonas gestured the the stands, "How many puppets will have the strings eternally cut by your hands? One fourth is certainly quite a few of the multitude that remains." During his oratory the metallic framed man is not idle. He seemed to be setting himself against Yusuke's charge, taking a stance that welcomed the man while bracing the body against assault. About the exposed sections of his frame a ressonance field began to take effect. This field would disrupt energy signatures and energy concentrations such that any strike infused with energy, like spirit energy for example, would either return a similar force back upon the attacker or simply create no effect at all. This field, however, did not extend beyond a few inches from the forearms and face. The series of blades that had once been the jaw of the monster were floating in the air some distance behind Jonas, slowly floating towards him.

The ressonance field was not in affect around the left shoulder at time of impact, and thus the strike would hit him and begin pressing down on the man. However, once the leg made contact Jonas's head would turn quickly to try and force his upper teeth down into Yusuke's foot. The teeth were not of human origin as previously described, and with the ressonance field around them, however small, the spirit nergy would have a difficult time halting the improvised bite. Furthermore, the swarm of blades would zip across the distance with incredible speed, the same ressonance field building around them as they sought to puncture Yusuke's chest. Each were propelled to the speed of bullets by telekinesis and could be altered midflight with small course corrections in the happenstance that Yusuke moved rapidly.

Despite the ressonance effect the kick generates enough forc eto send Jonas's face sharply to the opposing side, a motion that would have broken the neck of a normal man. The launched blades having not bit into his flesh would recoil and return with the same force and effect. Their intention was the same, but they would not be the only assaulted launched upon Yusuke. For the first time in the fight Jonas seemed ready to actually fight this opponent, having judged him worthy of more than games.

A fearsome aura leapt up around him and began to press out from his form with the simple goal of acting like a psychological fear effect. He had not real hope that this would turn aside a seasoned warrior, much less one protected against his mental assault, but it looked damn cool. A miasma of purple light overlayed a fearsome visage over his already imposing figure as he rushed to meet Yusuke. His strength and speed were incredible, his body fortified by the pain pumping through his flesh and psionic processes increasing his already incredible reaction times.

His right hand would be employed as possible depending on Yusuke's motions to try and gut the man by thrusting into his abdomen to rip out a sizable chunk. Even with the barrier in place ariund Yusuke the effect of the piercing blades might be dulled, but the force behind the thrust would most likely liquefy the abdomen of any normal man and splatter it across the arena. The left swept in to try and either block attacks made and rend flesh if possible or try to rip Yusuke's heart out from his right side through the ribs if the right hand should connect in a bloody manner.

When Jonas was taken down the ground cracked under him, his form striking the ground considerably harder than Yusuke had likely intended. The uselessness of the fear aura was not something Jonas was particularly surprised with, but again, he wasn't counting on it for much. The sickening sound of flesh tearing and muscles along with other associated tissues moving in ways they are not biologically designed to accompanied the flexing of Jonas's body. His eyes slid closed to contain the pyres from the emeralds, "Kill me Yusuke [incorrect], tear my body to shreds. Spill my blood or bathe in that of every last spectator." Even if struck or otherwise interupted by Yusuke the words would not be interupted. Pain and destruction of his form was his ally, and the more Yusuke tried to hurt him the closer the spirit detective would come to being Jonas's greatest supporter. The shards that had been flying around split in two groups and began to assail Yusuke in the same manner as before from two different axes.

When the ground below them cratered it would be odd that the two did not follow the ground down below the zero point of elevation. The blades shooting around began to split off into individual blades to begin attacking the defesive barrier like a swarm on all sides possible. Through the strikes against his face Jonas kept his eyes tightly closed, almost as if trying to keep Yusuke from hitting them... or seeing them. The latter was most likely true as Jonas had a gaze attack he could activate which ripped all the pain from someone's essense upon locking eyes. After the initial burst of overwhelming sensation it was actually rather theraputic because it removed psychological and emotional pain from traumatic events as well. Kicked the s**t out of depression as well.

Though that fact was not really applicable as it pertained to his profession as a healer before his revelation. Sure, he could still heal and all, but this newfound devotion to the very idea of pain as a tool to better oneself and others consumed him. This tool did not only fit well in his hands, it had built his hands and every last bone in his body. When Yusuke spoke about Jonas paying for those he had killed the eyes slowly slid open, "Do you really think you can make me pay? Do you think beating me to a bloody pulp is punishment? Do you really think you could hurt me enough to kill me? Haven't you realized that your fancy aura tastes like divine ambrosia on my slashed tongue and your strikes are as the warm embrace of a lover?" Oh, then of course there is the whole thing where blades slice open his chest and his ribs come apart with the intention of try ingto stab Yusuke's hands

With the blades still swarming through the air they move to strike at Yusuke once more as Jonas slowly tilts to an upright position. If he had the proper facial features left with which to smirk he most likely would have been, "Do you deny my worldview or my perfect logic? Those that died by your actions here today could not accept the driving force that is pain. Does it push you, Yusuke [incorrect]? Do you fight harder once your opponent has injured you? Does this almighty force not trigger evolution?" Did this man really stop in the middle of a fight to start preaching his backwards religion? Apparently so, though seeing as the swarm of blades should occupy Yusuke for at least a moment, its not like he cared. Plus, he was relatively sure that anything thrown at him wouldn't kill him anyhow. How could it, when Yusuke hadn't shown knowledge of the proper tactics?