While the Graveyard did not have such an impressive weapon, when their target fell into his sights his eyes narrowed and he raised a hand high with a clenched fist. The wind gathered violently, spinning into a tornado centred right on the shard just as the last embers of Riku's fire attacks burned out. He reached up to his ear, tugging at the tiny blades embedded therein and pulled out what quickly became a handful of cold steel, which he stood back, taking careful aim so as not to snipe the young master during his attacks before unleashing blade after blade in a burst.