Insufferable little pissant. You think I can't hear everything you're saying? Do you really think you can plan right in front of me?

[Really? In front of my salad???

He shrugs off the first fire blast, then uses his scythe to effortlessly block the next.]

Let's see if you can do your little fire tricks when you're flattened!

[And Death begins to bring his bony palm down toward Katsuya to slam him with his hand.]