"Small chance of that," Gengyo said with a smile, "they'd have my head if I did not keep my throws the same." With that, Gengyo cast the cups into the air for Sasaki, interested to see how his comrade would perform.
Sasaki did not retain the calmness of Morohira, nor did he try and attempt the same grace as Rin. He attacked the cups with a ferocity that was downright frightened. A strong chop severed a cup straight through. A messy backslash caught a second. His size was a problem though, and with that second cut, he was too slow, and the cups fell out of the reach of his sword.
And so it was a foot that he lashed out with. He slammed into a third cup with the wooden sole of his sandals and completely shattered it to pieces. It was the style of a man that had grown his skill on the battlefield. It wasn't pretty, but it was brutally effective. Each one of his movements would have immobilized a man.
