Izanami put a hand to her hair when Veloz said he wasn't expecting her to take the attack head on before she flashed him a wide grin, "And I haven't even started yet!" she faked as she turned her mind back on the fight at hand she would ask questions later she supposed, but there had definitely been something different about Number 1. All in due time she supposed.
She readied her fan once more moving it before her eyes as Veloz attacked Miguel then headed in her direction. Expecting a frontal attack she prepared herself, but as he began to dance around her in an impressive amount of speed she had trouble keeping up with which one was the real Veloz. His scent wafted her nose, but she couldn't pin-point which one was causing the clones. So she figured to just attack them all. She smirked at the comment about her body, it didn't hurt to hear her beauty was appreciated, but he had to have known it wouldn't distract her in the slightest.
As the clones began to slash at her she did her best to parry the blades with her fan, even if it wasn't the best weapon for defense. If it was one thing Iza was very proud of, it was her hand to hand combat, and Veloz just got into range. All she had to do was find the right one. She had managed to block the first two attacks, but the last three cut her deep in the stomach making her grunt in pain as he moved back to blast her with another Cero. She couldn't let that happen. Izanami quickly pulled herself together. The cuts on her torso mere pink slits but leaving her dress to hand a little limper. She jumped herself back and opened her mouth wide as her own Cero began to form to combat his.
It would take her only moments to charge it and send it his way. She didn't put a lot of effort into the cero as it's only point was to block his next attack while she tried a managed to get closer to him. With a larger version of what he tried to attack her with the two cero collided. His was quick to pierce through her own, but that was the point. Hopefully, with his attention on the collision of the attack, she moved out of the way quickly. Sonidoing his way, though hardly her max speed, she began to twirl the fan once more with her "fox tail" as she called it sending it forth to wrap around his ankle as he tried to attack her a third time. If it caught his foot she would yank it out from under him continuing to race towards him at a high speed.
Once upon him she pressed her finger together to make a dagger like point she would jab her hand to a point just below his ribs. Without a coating of riatsu it wouldn't do much damage, but she wasn't trying to hurt him. If it landed it would probably feel like being stabbed with a pen. If the fan missed she would still continue forward to try and land her jab, if both missed or even landed she would wrap him up in a hug! Her way of wishing not to continue. Her spark had been short lived, and she had several other tricks up her sleeve, but she wasn't ready to reveal them quite yet. So acting tired she smiled at him
"I told you.... You'd be strong," she panted, though that was hardly an act as it had truly been a task to keep up with him. She knew he wasn't at full strength, but neither was she. It was merely a toy session to see his ability and she had gotten that. "I'm sure there will be one day when we will fight, and you will kill me with your full strength," she predicted although there was a mocking tone to it as though she didn't believe her word before she continued with a laugh, "but now is not that time" she said falling onto the sands with her hands over her stomach where he had hit her. She lifted her head to look at the now barely pinked scars before laying it back down on the sands, "I am done, my question has been answered. I am no match for you," She pouted although again she was faking, " you can go kill Miguel," she teased, "but you owe me a new dress!