Look who is back from the dead! Someone to fight Tomon on this glorious occasion~?

Somehow, Tomon had been gone for a while... Somehow. And now, he was back, and he was still looking for the Swamps Village in search of Skelette. He must be found! But also, Tomon's powers must be mastered... "Helloooo? Is anyone here?"

Sadako was taking a break from her training, as she walked through the rusted spire. Eventually, she sat, leaning against the iron frame that had almost decayed. It groaned, but held her slight weight. Closing her eyes, she sighed, running a hand through her long blue hair. Frowning when she found it to be slightly tangled, she whispered something quietly, and the strands started to slowly untangle themselves from one another. A hushed wind pulled at the fabric of her many-layered dress, and Sadako looked up in time to hear someone call out, "Helloooo? Is anyone here?" as she opened her eyes.
Her brilliant blue gaze swept the area for a moment, but finding nothing, she switched to locating the speaker by dissolving her molecular structure, and letting herself float along the wind. Sadako soon found the boy. She smiled slightly, materializing infront of him. "Why hello..." Her voice was quiet, but a breath of wind carried her whisper to his ears. It would sound as if she was right beside him. "I suppose I would be here. I am Sadako.... And who might you be?"

Tomon's head twitched ever so slightly from hearing the voice, however only because of how near it sounded. His facial expression stayed the same; emotionless in all ways. He began to prod his index fingers together out of nervousness, then finally responded, "... I am Tomon... I'm just... Looking around for a specific person, is all... Who lives in a specific place... Which is specifically what I am looking for... Though, I cannot find it... The Swamps Village?" Tomon slowly walked closer to her, allowing the rigor mortis to slowly dissipate as he moved his partially undead body. It had been setting in recently. "You.. Have... Heard? If not... I am also looking for some training in my wait..." He stared up into her eyes with his dead ones, the pitch black pupils seeming to pierce with the deadpan gray that was the rest of his 'eyeball.'

"Nice to meet you, Tomon... I do believe I know where the Swamps Village is, yes." She watched him curiously as he moved closer. She paused for a moment, then carefully asked, "What sort of training?"
Sadako found his gaze a tad unnerving, and she didn't fail to notice now how... Well, dead this Tomon seemed. The boy's gaze was extremely unnerving, and she shifted slightly under it, her eyes breaking away from his. She found herself rubbing her arm absentmindedly, trying to avoid his gaze.

Tomon continued to stare, unblinking and unmoving. He quietly said, "Training like... Battle... Fight... Spar? Do that... And then take me to the Swamps?" Though Tomon didn't show it, he enjoyed this place. He seemed to be venturing all across the desolate and dead lands of Escellsia rather than in the places where living things flourished. Somehow, prospering cities did not feel right to him, hence why he has never entered one on his stay in Escellsia. "Shall you partake?" Even though she looked away, he still stared in the same spot as if her eyes were still gazing right back at his.

Her eyes flicked back to Tomon for a moment, shivering as she met his eyes to say what she did next, "I certainly shall. It sounds like a plan to me." She took a few steps back, her hand resting on her sword for a moment, "Shall we begin?"

Tomon nodded, and with that almost instantaneously submerging himself completely underground as if he were liquid. A few seconds later, giant bullets would shoot straight up from the ground in Sadako's general area, destroying the land because of the size and the force and speed of the bullets.

Without the use of the wings she once possessed, Sadako could only manipulate the air currents around her, dodging around each bullet. She soon found that the ground beneath her feet wasn't stable, and was crumbling away at just the slightest touch as she danced this way and that. Luckily, she managed to avoid these bullets, and formed a dome of air around herself. Changing the densities of an outer layer of this 'bubble', she was able to float into the air as to not be hindered but the crumbling footing.

Sadako began to gather the moisture from the air, crystallizing the earth with a quickly forming ice; she was sure that Tomon was hiding within the soil, and she wanted to draw him out. Her awareness spread to any oxidized part of the battlefield within a hundred meter radius, determined not to be surprised by what would be Tomon's next attack. Almost like a whip, a long thread of water extended from her hand, air currents swirling around it to keep the water condensed and whip-like... And also to control temperature and such. Held at room temperature, the water was quite docile... Sluggish, even.

Tomon stared upward at the icy blockade, hindering him from crossing over to the surface... Not that he minded, really, since he enjoyed the coldness that the ice gave off. He raised both of his hands this time, one of his hands expanding to a very large state whilst the other one stayed normal. From the giant hand, he would shoot more bullets, yet they were different from the ones before... They weren't solid. In fact, they weren't physical at all. They were made up of tiny pieces of Tomon's soul, though they were still gigantic. They shot with the same speed and power as the original bullets, passing through the icy ground, straight up at Sadako. Tomon's other hand would release a tiny ball, which seemed to be another piece of his soul. It formed into a large blade, passing through the ice and then slicing a hole in it for Tomon's escape. Tomon leapt out of the ground he 'buried' himself in and began to float using gases within his body. He puffed up and hovered above the ground... He didn't want to slip and fall, you see.