Running his hand against his chest, Reiki dusted off the frost on his shirt. "Ok, I'll admit I'm impressed with that. Studying with Gray?" He asked, which Miraak merely shrugged. "No, call it the touch of the dead giving you that chill Reiki. And that's just the tip of this iceberg." Flexing his fingers a little Miraak raised a hand, curling a finger. "So let's go, come at me Mr. Heavenly Body." Taking him up on the challenge Reiki charged, activating his first spell. "Meteor."

Encased in the Heavenly Body Magic he now launched a flurry of punches at his opponent, who effortlessly dodged most of the hits. Those that he didn't that glow came back, blocking him as he got attacked by the magic powered redhead. Jumping back Reiki looked Miraak over, trying to figure out what that glow was, and why it only occurred when he was getting hit or doing the hitting.

"Explain something to me Miraak, what's that glow you get when we connect on our hits?" Reiki was panting slightly, not used to using his Heavenly Body Magic for more then the first hit. "Sorry to keep secrets Reiki, but it's gonna have to stay a secret for now." Now he charged at Reiki, and hit him again with a glowing fist. This time however, instead of getting frost on his chest from the punch, his vision now blackened around the edges, a voice ringing in his ears taunting him for his weakness. Dropping to his knees he held his head groaning, shaking his head to try and rid himself of the voice.

"What did you do spirit?" Miraak demanded of the soul, not speaking a word aloud, merely sharing his mind with the spirit he could now think and the spirit heard it. "Plagued him with a curse, it will lift in time, but for now he loses this fight." The voice of the spirit responded clearly in Miraaks head. Crouching down Miraak clapped his hands down on Reiki's shoulders, in an instant he seemed to calm down.

Standing up he shook his head, holding it in one hand. "what was that Miraak? And how did you do that?" Shrugging Miraak stood. "In all honesty Reiki I'm still learning what I can even do, much less how. Sorry, I really didn't mean to get you like that." Reiki shook his head, this time in a dismissive manner. "That's alright, you won the fight fair and square. Your in Fairy Tail now man." Shaking Miraaks hand he turned to Mirajane. "Give him the guild stamp now Mrs. Dreyar. He won." Smiling innocently at her Mirajane nodded, beckoning Miraak over as she grabbed the stamp. "Where would you like your guild stamp?" She asked, smiling at the young mage. Thinking for a good while Miraak now held out his hand, palm up. "Here." He pointed to his wrist, the exact same spot his father got it twenty years ago. "Alright." Placing the stamp down she pulled it back, leaving a light blue mark, what he didn't notice, the color of his and Nashi's marks matched perfectly.