Returning Home

Kamae watched as the Heran fell onto his back, scrambling in fear of the Sankishin. While it was amusing, he was not here for amusement. He simply wished to convey a message, one that seemed to have been gotten clearly. But like all brutes, the dullard seem to think attacking him would do any good. While Kamae didn't wish to demonstrate his power difference, he was not about to be attacked without repercussions. As the drop kick came flying downward, the demon simply held up a finger much like he had done to the namekian before.

The space between the kick and Kamae's hand was soon filled with a hexagon shield. A multi-layered rainbow barrier which absorbed the blow like a wall, and the demon's twisted mouth formed into a smile.

"Okay..."

With that Kamae's shield desolved only for the demon's extended finger that summoned the shield to form a black orb much like a black hole to form there.

"I'll play."

With that he flicked his finger at his foe where it would fly outwards in an effort to strike the man but not explode or collide. Instead the orb would pass through him, dealing internal damage. If the Heran wanted to play this little game, then Kamae was content to give him what he wanted.

Kamae's hand soon returned to his side as he watched his foe crawl back to his feet. The demon was merely passing the time now, and enjoying the little distraction that was Fukushu. It was when the heran transformed that the demon's smile faded for a brief moment. He really didn't feel like expanding the effort, yet he supposed it would be insulting to lose now. Normally Kamae was to lazy to transform, even during the tournament he didn't like simply smashing his foes into the dirt.

With a sigh, the demon held up a hand in a wave of dismissive annoyance.

"Ugh, if I must."

While he was not wanting to do harm to central city, Kamae had been attacked first. He supposed it was only fair he defended himself and see what Fukushu could do. The demon's own aura soon began to sip from him, thin smoky vapors of black forming along his body and flowing upwards. While it was amusing to see the Heran want him to attack... Kamae was not about to end this so soon. Instead he simply took flight, and in both hands two black orbs formed in his palms. He simply tossed them at his foe slowly, purposely slow so that they might be dodged. The orbs regardless of hitting or missing would fly through the air before returning to his palm. If they hit, they simply would pass through much like the ones before, but instead simply returned to his hand when finished this time.

"Now then, as much as I'd like to take you up on that offer... I think it would be more fun if we enjoyed ourselves a bit yes? Lets see how long you can last against me."

Kamae stated with a smirk while he leisurely floated in the air, waiting patiently for his foe to recover from that last attack. He wasn't going to overwhelm him, that wasn't any fun. He needed to understand the absolute futility of fighting Kamae, nothing more or less would suffice. 

While the demon was slowly getting to enjoy the suffering of his opponent, he didn't wish to break the man's spirit before the fight even began. Honestly Kamae didn't even want to fight to begin with, yet heroes always jumped to the chance to "vanquish" the evil demon. Like moths to fire, they burned their wings when getting to close only to cook at the fires edge. Smoldering into nothing but ash against his radiance. If this man thought he had suffered every disgrace, he was sadly mistaken.

The Heran was struck by one of his orbs, and the demon frowned in disappointment. He had purposely slowed them down too... what a frail creature. It almost made the demon feel bad, if he wasn't enjoying the sadistic pleasure it brought him to hurt another. But unfortunately it seemed as if he had broken his new toy already. The heran limping towards him, looking like a pitiful animal to injured to run. The demon simply sighed and held out his arms in a shrug. The orbs disappearing from his palm as he got ready to finish the wounded creature off. He wasn't going to kill the Heran, but he would certainly make it remember today... or so he thought.

Descending down to finish his prey off, he was caught off guard by the sudden speed. The man grappling Kamae before suddenly finding himself slammed into the ground, the demon emitting an "oomph" even though it smashed the dirt below him. With a feral snarl, Kamae grabbed hold of the man's head now that they were this close together. He wanted to form a black void within the man's head to empty that thick skull of Fukushu's of its brain... but at the last moment he stopped. 

The demon soon teleported away, his atoms breaking down as he folded into himself as if being pulled down a drain. When finished, Kamae reappeared some distance away... Dusting himself off and huffing his frustrations.

"Tch, now I am filthy. Ugh..."

Holding up a hand, the sound of thunder could be heard off in the distance. A second later an object could be seen hurling itself in his direction only to slam into his palm with the impact of a meteor. The ground, trees and grass being blown away as the spear of Bael was caught. The spear the same substance as his own flesh, and with a flourish, Kamae got ready to deliver the final blow. That was until he stopped, as if halted by something. In his mind he heard Sobi, the two exchanging a brief conversation through telepathy.

After a brief pause, Kamae simply lowered his arm before waving dismissively. He looked at the area around him, at the damage he had just done. Several benches were destroyed, trees toppled, people laying on the ground knocked senseless and the ground torn up by the arrival of the spear. He had gotten so caught up in the moment, he forgot himself. With growl of frustration the demon decided this was the best place to end it. Hold up his hand, the demon snapped his fingers once more. The park suddenly beginning to repair itself, the ground patching itself up, the trees mending themselves and grass growing back upon the once ruined earth. Once Finished, Kamae turned to Fukushu once more.

"Consider this a win if you wish. But unfortunately I cannot continue. Work calls to me, and I do not wish to keep my client waiting."

Kamae stated as he started to float into the air, though not leaving just yet.

"Consider what I said Fukushu... do not show yourself to me again... The next time you might not be so lucky."

With that, Kamae started to fly away at high speeds. If Fukushu decided to pursue it was evident Kamae would not hesitate to finish the job. He simply had more important things to do then to torture a heran in the park after all.