[Not what he wanted, but better than nothing. Edward doesn't dwell on it, or give his opponent time to recover- he's moving again immediately, dropping out of the branches and clapping his hands again as he falls. His feet hit the ground, and he immediately ducks into a crouch, slapping both palms into the dirt. Another series of slanted pillars thrust forward, headed right for Haru, and Ed's still on the move, clapping and smacking his hands against any solid-looking object surrounding them: trees, rocks, more ground, letting the scenery do the attacking for him. Between the sword and Haru's speed, his best bet is to either immobilize him or get him stunned long enough to get a few hits in.]
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