[The warning threads of exhaustion remind Komaeda he doesn't have all day to chase his opponent about. Between that and the throb of injuries already inflicted...if he doesn't finish this fight in the next few exchanges he'll slow down too much and be unable to keep up his able body.

A flash of irritation crosses his face and dare it be, approval. An adaptive opponent. Mu is an unstoppable force of nature, Hinata is...not yet there but neither is he. But he doesn't have to worry so much about pulling strikes. Sparring with Hinata will be a near contest of equals. Ah, that's...really exciting. He whirls to face the direction Hinata went and falls into a defensive stance of his own.

There are very few openings but the part to pay attention to is the sweat running down his face. And the how carefully he's breathing. Yet despite that he still has a smile on his face. It looks feral compared to usual small smiles.]

Good move. I'd have had you if you'd taken that dead on.

[Pale gold light swirls around him taking the shape of a dragon with glimmering scales. He's going to burn out in the next few exchanges, he might as well really make them count. He's going to pour what's left of his energy into the last three attacks.] I have to thank you, I learned a bit of a lesson today! So, this time.

Show me how you attack, will you?