Zachary stood up and dusted himself off. "That's all the ice I can make is good for anyway. I've lot the power to create traditional ice magic, for the most part, like ice spikes and walls and stuff like that. It was replaced by my ability to make weapons and armor and stuff. An interesting trade off bu-" the ice mage was cut off as he bent back to avoid a kick. His eyes widened for a second as he shifted his right leg slightly and kicked at Rain's leg on the ground.

The man fell onto his hand and quickly kicked his foot off the ground and began to spin himself on his hands. The man's legs moved something like a windmill as they swung around at speeds that were, to a normal person, insane. The ice mage stepped back and knocked away the strikes with each chance he had.

Then came the second wave. The shifted his weight and pushed his other hand onto the ground, now spinning himself even faster to propel his kicks. each blow that hit or was deflected stung, but the pain vanished moments after moments. The Grim Angel's hands skidded to a stop as he stopped his final kick just in front of Zach's face. The Replicator stepped back suddenly and almost fell backwards, possibly shocked at the potential attack that hadn't quite completed itself.

Zachary took up his guard again and released a deep breath as he stared at the vampire. This guy was fast and agile, aside from being an extremely skilled opponent. The amateur sorcerer smiled as he held his arms up, crossed, and readied to attack. This... this kind of training... it makes me feel... alive, Zachary thought as he rushed forwards and threw a series of punches, all aimed to at least land one blow on the vampire.