OOC: Sorry about stealing your move, oh and hey, have you noticed that me and the dude playing Yusuke are the only one's with moves left? I think I sucinctly (sp?) remember Morpheaus saying that we were only allowed six moves apiece....
IC:
Malum watched the clone Inuyasha a moment before he let out a small sneer. "Zetsumi, I would have expected much more..." Suddenly, he threw out his left hand, as blades of grass grew into large green arms and grabbed the fake InuYasha, tearing him apart before he could land a single blow. Then the grass went back to its crazy state as Mal shook his head. "Remember, I have casted confusion over this realm, nothing is what it should be..."
He looked up to see the speeding mirror and muttered aloud. "Like that attack..." He watched it as well as it came forward and smacked him in the neck, and cut his head off... or so it seemed. It was then that the mirror did not come out the back of his neck, yet was absorbed into him. He gave an evil glare of his own, for the first time in the match, as he seemed to slosh something around in his mouth. After a few seconds of what seemed like tasting it, he finally opened his mouth wide, as a silver ball of liquid, shot towards Yusuke. "TAKE THAT!"
He then decided to cast another attack of his own. He raised his right hand as he slid his left foot back, and crouching onto his right leg. It looked like he was in a martial arts stance of some sort. He slowly wiggled his right fingers as his left hand rested against his side, his elbow out behind him. His eyes concentrated on Yusuke, and then, everything faded away -- at least, in his view. He could see Zetsumi, InuYasha, and Yusuke, and many other beings, on all different planes.
"Now... time for business.." Within another second, that seemed to him, an eternity, he was starting the second phase of this move. He had still been wiggling his fingers, and now silver and black smoke was emitting from his fingertips. He started whispering in another language as the smoke trailed through all three fighters, or what seemed like all three fighters. Suddenly, there was a loud pop.
This "pop" indicated that all the planes were now temporarily one. For ten minutes to be exact. This would be more than enough time. As the smoke gently faded away, except for spots on everyone, including himself, he finally brought his other hand up, and it seemed that around his fist, the air itself was being ripped to shreads. "Kantae Amus Incantum..."
As he said this, the ground of the area started to shake, lightly at first, as if from a faint tremor, and starting to shift into a more violent quake. Black energy was balling up into his fist, as a roar started to form in his throat, and slowly emitted from his mouth, as even the air was shaking now. Suddenly, he roared out...
"PLANAR DISTORTION BLAST!"
Suddenly, the black sphere shot out from his hand, with the recussive force of a super nova, sending Malum smashing back through three or four trees. It barrelled towards Yusuke with horrible, terrible force and speed, seeming to rip the universe apart with every millisecond that passed.
Malum slowly rose to his feet again and wiped a little bit of blood from his lips. "Try that on for size.."
