How ever did he convince Weiss to fight him is beyond me. In a clear patch of cement away from the busy docks is were Owl and Weiss stood, ready for combat. Owl placed his goggles onto his eyes and went into a boxing style with his silver balls in hand. Weiss responded by drawing her multi action dust rapier: Myrtenaster. And here I am, sitting on a bench waiting for it start. I was kind of curios about what he can do with just those balls he had. "You sure you like, don't want to change out of your dress before you start?" Owl hollered over to his opponent. "Its called a combat skirt you dolt!" She shot back. Owl just gave that weird laugh again. "Nyo ho ho, Ruby," He asked "shoot when ready" Owl demanded of me. I simply grabbed Crescent Rose in its gun form and pointed to the sky... And pulled the trigger
No sooner as I pulled the trigger, Weiss made the first move and summoned one of her glyphs and shot forward into the air and straight for Owl. He must have seen this by the fact of his smile, but did not move yet. As I watch him, I see something off about his hands. There were glowing for one second and went away just as fast. Weiss was now on top of him and go for a over head swing onto him. Owl raised his left hand and the blade deflected off his round object. She was taken back for a second but regained her footing and went in for a flurry of thrusts. But as he did before, Owl moved his hands over to the path of her sword and blocked it away. It was amazing how he is just using his silver balls to stop a sword against him. As I look onto the fight I began to notice his weapons. As he moved his hands to block, the balls he had was... Spinning?
Weiss gave one last thrust to Owl only for him to put both balls to each other. But Weiss last trust was more powerful then the rest and it flipped him back a good distains. With the help of the flipping, Owl jumped into the air and whipped one of his silver balls. It was incredible. It was flying like it was fired from a gun then thrown. Weiss used her glyphs and shot away only just before making a small crater where she stood, still spinning. Both of us were wide eye by that display of his power. Before we knew it, the ball flew out of the point of impact and came back to Owl's hand. This can't be dust. Because I don't know any thing that can do that with such power without the aid of some machine. Owl toss up both of his silver spheres and, with a flip, kicked them at Weiss. She made another one of her glyphs in hopes of sending them back to him. The balls made contact with Weiss' glyph shield and already made a large crack into it. She had no other option but to stand her ground or else be hit by his projectiles. From what I can see, Owl must have planned this and he ran straight for her. He slid underneath Weiss' glyph and between her leg and was right behind her. He hopped up to shoulder length and kicked Weiss' back with both feet. With her focus broken, the glyph was shattered and gotten a stomach full of his silver spheres. Owl ducked as Weiss was sent flying past him.
Landing with a thud, Weiss dropped Myrtenaster while flying. I was incredible! No one, not even Yang can even crack one of her glyphs let alone break one. Owl picked up both balls and place one back into its pouch while keeping one in hand. He flashed a smile. It was time to finish this is what I was thinking. On wobbling knees, Weiss grabbed ahold of her fallen sword and got back into her fencing style. Owl was not impressed. He stood straight like a baseball player with both hand on his round weapon. His hand began to glow once again but more brightly with what looked like thunder coming from his hands. When he part them is when I was truly scared for my team mate. In his hand is what I can only described was a small tornado with a dull light coming from its center. Weiss had a fearful face when she had seen this also. As if Owl was a baseball player he raised one of his legs like any player would and with all his might, he let lose his tornado.
The ball, at least I think it was anymore, was flying like any I've seen him do. It was leaving a trail rubble as it went for its target, Weiss. Weiss was too beaten from his last move so she can only do was summoned three more of her blue glyphs between her and the twister. One by one they all shatter like glass. Both of us was wide eye. Weiss can do nothing more but raised her hands and prepare for the worst.
But something must have happened. Before I knew it, something blew my hood and cape over my head causing me to be blinded. I struggled with it for one minuet and what came next was a truly a shock to all three of us. Weiss and I was looking that the small but deadly twister. Slowing down in the center of a giant...
Bubble...
"OWL!" an angry growl came from behind me. With a confused look, Owl turned to see who called his name. And got a flower pot in the face. both I and Weiss whipped around to see her savior. He look much older then us, maybe eighteen with a dark blue suit with gloves and black hair in a ponytail that was bleached out. He had a calm but angry look on his face when he was walking over to the fallen biker. "A overdrive here of all places Owl, REALY?!" This new stranger shouted at him. "Its nice to see you too, Oryan" He said groggily. With a deep breath, He grabbed Owl by the back of his shirt and got him on his feet and began to drag him. Wait... bubbles. "Hold on!" Weiss hollered to the man called Oryan. While holding her stomach, Weiss began to move to the men. "Just who do you think you are," She grunted from the pain in her mid section "Interfering like that?" He pinched the bridge of his nose. "I was keeping my little brother from hurting you more, he had a issue of going overboard when it comes to fights" He said while looking at his little brother who was knocked out from the pot. He grabbed an unconsents Owl by the waist and heaved him over his shoulder and began to walk over to his bike. "Can we... get some... Ice creeeeam?" he put him on the young man's bike and hopped onto the drivers seat "Not until we see jojo, little bro." With a loud roar of the engine. Both Oryan and Owl rode away with a confessed me and Weiss
What a bizarre day for sure...