"Oh boy, more techniques." Hurs yanked away from the reiatsu barriers and faced Makoto eye to eye. He then, sighed and got more serious. A an extremely quick cut he made by sliding his hands across the double edged spear. The hands bled profusely but grip was all he needed. Even when he eventually started losing too much blood he would be fine. "More power to ya Makoto. Some people mistake me for traditional, but I only joined the shinigami ranks for power, I could care less for the Edo period crap. If I can't be the strongest, then so be it, so no big deal to me." Suddenly his reiatsu surged and he quickly stabbed the ground. All his zanpaktouless zanjutsu was coming into play. He ripped the earth asunder like an angry pool player that had stuck his stick into the ground and a spray of earth flew at Makoto. Just pebbles, if it was stone it would be sparks and if midair it would be wind but he would have to make do with the least of the options. The earth was meant to uncover whatever barriers were protecting the 12th vice captain. Hurs aimed a powerful but careful test stab at Makoto and then immediately slid the spear back and then kicked the suddenly elongated end to flip the spear over. "Binding Art 22: Lightning..." He gripped it once it landed and pole vaulted over Makoto aiming a sweeping slash from above like a hyper active broomstick. The true motive behind this however was to launch a few globules of blood at Makoto. Hurs took a gamble and then raised his free hand at Makoto midair. " Paralysis!" He was aiming for the blood, discharging the current into each globule the best he could, hoping that this would cause Makoto to hesitate as the electric blood rained down on Makoto. Once he landed he would not hesitate to spin right into Makoto like a kind of buzz-saw using devil's kata movement and his double bladed spear.