Extracting his opponent's shadow again, two butcher knives formed around his neck with the tip barely piercing his skin.
“Forfeit, or I will not hesitate to end you here"
Staz's shadow was on stand by.
*The red ooze was pouring out of Kisuke and suddenly, Kisuke imagined a 3ft thick cloak of corn syrup, cream, and sugar around himself, making any blade that would attack him stick to the cloak and not get through. He imagined rocket boots once again and got in the air*
Kisuke: I thought you would walk away once you thought I was dead. How did you know I was alive?
*Kisuke grabs his chest and picks out a huge Jawbreaker with a couple cracks*
Kisuke: I thought my Jawbreaker trick would certainly work.....