That's cool! I'll handle the... Er... Elyx stated before he looked over towards his beast. A tiger sort of thing, be a cerbereus for of form. Three heads, and they were not separate either. The look of it made the boy want to puke, but instead, he refrained and tried to keep a light head. Think about the happy things, like his theme song, which surprisingly was able to calm him down this time instead of usually pump him up. The bloodflow through his veins was great, shooting through the blue cords as if he were a high volt machine, like the ones seen back at Black Rose before they malfunctioned and blew up. Surprisingly, this was normal, and so the boy had a bit of fear injected into him as well. The Violinist would like to come out of this tournament in one piece. And if not, he would prefer for it not to be his fault for the fallen pieces. The boy locked eyes with the four eyes of the tiger saber cerbereus, breathed out, then locked his feet onto the ground. Finally, he lifted his knees and jumped forward, blurring into the air once again, his Wind Lerale Boost active as well. The enemy was charging at it's own rather fast pace, but due to lack of balance, it seemed to be steering itself off to the sides from time. Like, when it pushed itself to the right, it would drift way too far off, the counteract that, it would move heavily to the left. From there, it would knock its balance off heavily even further, it was just a disaster waiting to happen.
First strike once they got in range was a paw from the saber, trying to aim a strike to the boys hip. The Violinist stepped his right foot back, an angle that let the paw slide through. Second slice with the opposite paw, and Elyx stepped back with his left foot. Quick strike moment, the boy jumped into the air with his Violin at hand, flipping forward, and in the process, sliced the bow on the string. It was at that moment he realized that the battle was shifting to him, the gust of wind slamming down onto the enemy. The saber recovered dizzily, and it was a critical hit as well. It was hard for it to keep it's weight on it's own after all. The Violinist hit the ground gracefully before bowing one time, a taunt that got the crowd to favor him. It was time to finish this. Wind Lerale... The boy said as he slid the bow on the string just as quickly and he struck last time. The air in the arena violently spinning around, blowing against the boys head like a pet and loving owner. The saber tried to make it's strike, but the Lerale Violinist needed exactly that, for it to get close. Then finally, he released the spell, the Saber was encased in a bubble of air, unable to move, and due to the rules, brought the boy to the victory circle. Thanks. You too. The boy said from that point, then the both of them went back to the weight room, and just like last time, lots of the roster had been cut.