Russ froze and looked down at his crystal.  His face was shocked and a bit surprised.  A bit of red light came from under his eye patch and he began to twitch violently.  Then he started laughing, psychotically.

Bomber to was indeed chuckling.  He now showed the card of Russ.  Wasn't much more than a well detailed picture with a name and title.  Then he flipped it to the other side.  The image on the reversed side was the same, but it was scratched up and hard to make out.

" When one's mind decays, they begin to lose control of themselves.  Their minds rely on something else, a crutch if you will.  For Mr. Russ, his crutch was the the same thing that rotted his mind.  Now it is in pieces.  You just kicked away the crutch, and now the true fight can begin."

Russ's eyepatch now began to move off his face.  It revealed an empty socket with a red light in the center, as if begin a pupil.  The furball now grinned, showing his sharp teeth.

"It's now time for fun.  Let's see how you play along."

Russ (Psychopathic Psychic)

Defense: Powerful will

Effect:Using his unstable and highly dangerous mind, he closes the portal that was opened in the first place.

"You don't need any help.  You've barely just begun.  Let's see how you can really fight."

The bag on his side now opened and several orbs began to start orbiting him.  

Attack: Psychic punch

Effect: A few of the orbs now fly frantically around the enemy.  Their paths are random, and every so often they will try to hit the opponent with a blunt attack.