"Shadow Punch!"
Kid's fist became cloaked in shadowy mist. Maka deftly dodged his attack and whacked his wrist with the Vulpix whip. Each of the whip's tails coiled around his arm, like an Arbok suffocating its prey. Maka jerked the handle, and the whip pulled him to the floor. Kid struggled to escape the tenacious tails of the whip. His hand was beginning to change colour through the circulation being cut off.
"Spike Spear!"
The spikes on the brass knuckles on his other hand extruded and stabbed Maka straight through her right arm. She gripped it firmly to try and suppress the bleeding, but the blood leaked through the gaps between her fingers.
"Fire Blast!"
Vulpix reached a scorching temperature. Kid grimaced in pain, and the smell of the singed flesh made him inclined to vomit. Maka let go of the handle and performed a backflip to avoid Vulpix's attack. Vulpix screeched, and blasted out an array of flames in the shape of a star.
"Vulpix! Come back here!"
Vulpix returned to its original form and bounded over to her meister, jumping into her hands and then morphing into whip form once again.
"Are you tired yet, Kid?"
The reaper pushed himself back up, patting the remaining embers off of his sleeve and flicking his fringe out of his eyes.
"Do you think I would tire so easily, Maka? Duskull, SOUL RESONANCE!"
As Kid's soul blended with those of his weapon partners, Maka disrupted their resonance by attacking him with the whip again. The tails curled around his stomach, and Maka flung him across the grounds of the DWMA. He bounced along the asphalt, leaving a splash of blood with each landing.
"Pathetic! I would have expected you of all people to know better than to trust a witch and fight like a Magikarp!" Kid spat.
Kid summoned Beelzebub, and soared into the air. He jumped off of the board whilst it was airborne, and pummelled Maka with a flurry of powerful blows on his way down. Maka smacked the ground, and stared groggily at the bleeding reaper.
"Sorry, Maka Albarn, but I will never let anyone harm my father's academy, including you!"
Kid pointed the spikes of his brass knuckles towards Maka's chest, preparing to use his Spike Spear to pierce through her heart.
"I will be the one to take down Ho-oh-na. I have more common sense than to fall for a witch's ploys. Goodbye, Maka. May your soul rest in-"
A blade of light sliced across this throat, and blood spurted out from the wound. His startled expression froze . Maka rolled out of the way, and he fell. His Duskull returned to their ghostly form and tapped him repeatedly, but he remained inanimate.
"There we go, Maka. Thanks to my Aerial Ace, he can't bother you anymore."
Ho-oh-na hovered in the air. Ho-oh's head poked out of her back, and it knocked out the two Duskull with a Shadow Ball attack. Maka's eyes were adhered to Death the Kid's body. She could understand why Kid treated her with such hostility; if he were to harm Spirit in any way, she would probably have done the same thing. But Maka knew that, if she let her guard down through her understanding, Kid still would have killed her.
"What am I supposed to tell Lord Death?" Maka panicked.
"Use your imagination, little girl. I have other things I need to do here."
"Like what?"
Ho-oh Fire-Blasted the entire Pidgeot flock, sending the burnt bodies of the birds flying in all directions.
"Like that."