Razzy's attack had gone exactly according to keikaku, though the force of the explosion did strike him as well, sending him tumbling along the dirt. Still, the boy got back up on his feet around the same time as his foe did, still smiling, though there was some pain visible in his expression.
Razzy switched Rozhe back to blade form and listened to Zabar's words, carefully watching his moves. The appearance of the fireball came as a surprise, to say the least.
"I do like to think I'm pretty adaptable!" The boy called out, eager to prove just that. Two projectiles were about to head his way. Whatever cover he could find would likely explode itself, making things so much worse for him. But even with this in his mind, he remembered his opponent's words: Play dumb.
When the projectiles left Zabar's hands, Razz rushed forward, diving once he was a couple meters away from his original position. The explosions which struck the ground didn't hit him directly, but the damage (-6%) still got him some. Dust and debris were thrown up into the air, raining over the boy. He had to get up quickly.
Zabar was going all out now, just like he had promised he would. Alright, no biggie, Razz still had a good shot at this. They were even, after all, so it was anyone's ga- And Zabar was attacking again. Crap.
Razz was prepared to block another attack, possibly to use the same going-with-the-force tactic as before, but was a bit bewildered when the attack seemed to miss him entirely. Just as he was turning around to face his foe, he realized what was happening. And he didn't like it one bit.
Razz brought his sword up in time to block, but not in time to brace himself. The result was his blade flying out from his hand, sailing through the air and landing about 20 meters away, now in the geyser side of the arena. Oh, bother.
"Uh. Oops." He said, now staring his opponent face-to-face while disarmed. At this point, he did the only sane thing.
He ran like hell. He had to get his weapon back, and, at the very least, could use the geysers to buy him some time. But there was a problem with this plan, one which he realized immediately. Zabar was fast.
So, despite the fatigue which it would cost him, Razz used his semblance once more, and to a much higher extent. Rather than a brief, distracting bunch of squiggly lines and odd colors, this was a full whirlwind of lights around Zabar's head. Like a rock concert light show right up in one's face. It only lasted for about two seconds, but took a bit out of the pink-clad boy. He just hoped it was enough to buy him the time he needed to get in among the geysers.
(Aura at 40%)