A potion was used to heal his cracked body and rejuvenate his energy, as Harvard assessed the situation again. Something did confirm his suspicions as he'd set up a spell and stared down at the Guard. He was still capable of feeling things. His body was starting to react again to different sensations, ones in which were usually supposed to turn off the second it reaches his body, allowing him to survive such blows without the need to worry about shock or pain. Whatever he is now, has made his Monster Magic somewhat ignored, allowing him to act somewhat like a regular human. He'd test his theory by letting his hands be severed off, watching the crumbs break off from his body and quickly glue itself onto the appendages, letting it crawl forward and set up a spell, a set of bombs to scatter and explode across the sugary plain.
Criollo pushed back, letting the clouds depart, wafting over a red scent across the debris, before seeing structures begin to appear, massive clock towers made out of the vanilla chocolate that acts as the ground spearing upwards, erupting through and acting as personal spikes to hold him at bay further. Harvard closed the gap through, scaling up on one of the clock towers, the mist that began to spread already shifting, a spell embedded in the towers. A shift in chemicals, slowly turning its aroma to that of gasoline, spreading out at each part of the tower as Harvard casted a Mine straight down, a bomb that's ready to turn the area between them into a nuclear bomb. Criollo tried to escape, but Harvard was quick on cutting through and kick the Guard straight back down. "Tag!" He'd shout, as he'd watch the gasoline light up.
KA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!
A set-up in using the Tower's size to expand not only the range, but the destruction of the explosion, as well as letting the air box around the towers to prevent it from leaking out and harming his friends watching. Harvard landed himself back down to the ground, now setting up a Barrier and two Seals around in both, one that crackled with lightning, the other a spiral. One would imprison the body, the other in snaring and preventing any attacks from being caused when they try to swing. Furthermore, the Boy sets up a Turret to protect himself, an Automation that would be implanted with a Monster, letting it gain its abilities and charge up: Uru. Harvard's plan was as sound as ever; Wait for the strike to arrive and catch it, then blast the web down to snare Criollo further, letting both seals restrict his movements, while the webbing steals away and prevents him from using his axes. The boy can see the line as soon as the Axe was tossed over, cracking at the Barrier on impact, the crackle immediately blasting out and barring the weapon off. Criollo merely walked through the damaged debris, staring straight towards the boy, seeing the wedge it was left.
"Candy Magic..."
Harvard wasted no time on the counterattack. Before he finished his words, he allowed the automaton to blast out such webs, striking at the frosting and the candies attached to the steel, squeezing it with enough force to crack the candies apart, rendering such magic as useless. "Oh no you don't! I've seen this before already! You ain't slick!" The boy shouted in confidence, as Harvard would try to toss the Seals and try to catch the man while he is focused on his Axe's condition. Criollo merely took his second axe and slam it down to the ground, the lights flashing once more. Something, however, was off about this attack. All the lights flared up, as a surge of energy was getting ready to escape.
"SUTTUNGRRRRRR!!!!"
Crackles of light that blasted out across the area, a beam directly aiming through the crack of the Barrier and was aimed directly for the Child's eyes. Harvard was able to dodge the light as it tried to enter the barrier, standing at its center to take advantage of the distance, but the beam began to bounce off. Each time he moved was each time the beam danced, almost as if it was trying to catch and strangle the child in such sensory. Harvard eventually would kick up the Automaton and let it take the blow, absorbing in the beam of light and aiming it back towards Criollo. As he tried, however, the wafting aroma left behind started to infest into the boy's body, his mind quickly rushed with all sorts of things. Every information, every detail regarding the sugary confines of his land, were implanted in his brain. Overwhelming information, with no use on what such information must go to. Criollo rushed in as he'd take back his axe, jumping over the Seals and ripping it clean off of the Barrier, before aiming for a double handed slam straight at its top, the Barrier reinforced due to such seals and webbing set up prior. "He's expected to be downed at a distance. He's really setting tricks within tricks without my knowledge." The Guard mumbled to himself as he'd allow the lights to flare once more, letting Criollo inhale a deep whiff of green, his senses of touch strengthened, his body taking on more shape, as if he was growing muscles in a cookie-bound body. One swipe, and it was more than enough to break the barrier and let him inside.
"Tag."
Was all he needed to say, as he tapped the boy by the head, before try to to escape his barrier. As he did so, however, he was met with one more defense set up, one that was implanted within the Barrier as he took a better look of its condition.
A Golden Eye staring straight back.
"An illusion!?" He didn't had any proper time to react, turning his head to see the boy standing once more, a charge-up being made as a monsoon of white silk wrapped around his body, his soul beginning to drift as the webs remained. When did he set up this Illusion? How did he set this up? With what?!