He was not about to let himself be taken down so easily. He smirked, the other's taunts were rather cute. He pulled back, staying just out of reach of his blades, but close enough to entice him. "You will have to work very hard to beat me little kitten" he chuckles, a deeper meaning behind that than the other knew at the moment though. He was not really in this fight full on, but it was still a training for him. That ment he could not fully just brush it off. At the same time, he did not desire to make it to easy for the other, he would have to work for it if he truly wanted to gain Damian's intrest, and this fight he seemed to be so desprately seeking. For the moment, he did not reach out with an attack himself either, physical combat would give away his little secret to soon if the other made contact. He jumpped backwards, a slight smirk forming upon his lips. He raised a hand, "Ōkami, ōkami, mahō no kōri yari." The spell was the one from before, with the cloaked fighters. Spears of ice beginning where Damian stood, began to sprout from the ground, travelling towards the other at a quick pace. The points of them were sharp, as had been shown when they had taken out their targets in the intruders from before.