After  a  masterful  series  of  thrusts  and  counter-
          attacks,  Kunou suddenly gave a skillful upward  blow  which
          cracked Ukyou's spatula right out of her hand. The oversized
          cooking  utensil  arced highly into  the  air  and  embedded
          itself  in  the  ground  some distance  away  from  the  two
          combatants.
               "Did  you really think that your feeble fighting skills
          could  defeat  my  superior training and discipline?"  Kunou
          said haughtily.
               "Well,  sempai, I think that this round goes  to  you."
          Ukyou  said  with  a  slight smirk. "You can  probably  date
          Akane, if she doesn't kick you into the atmosphere-"
               Suddenly, Ukyou's spatula began glowing. All eyes  went
          to  the spatula as a dark glow enshrouded it, much like  the
          broken  mallet.  It  was a blinding glow,  an  indescribable
          blend  of  brilliance  which wasn't brilliance,  light  that
          wasn't  light, a glow which seemed to take in  light  rather
          than give it off.
               "What  is happening?" Akane gasped.
               "What  vile  manner of treachery is this?" Kunou  said,
          eyes  narrowing at the darkness before him. He cast a  glare
          at  Ukyou.  "What  dark magic have you  woven  to  keep  the
          beautiful Akane Tendo from my grasp?"
               Akane and Ukyou face-faulted.