"Hang on, Suna."
Yin held his palm up, indicating for her to stop for a bit.
"Is something the matter, Yin?"
She asked.
Yin was pressing the other hand on his face. Specifically, near where his eyes were.
"Are you sure you are alright? We can postpone this, you know?"
Suna was worried.
"N-Nah. I think I have got the hang of it now."
The white-haired Slayer looked up and revealed his ocular prowess. Eyes as white as the snow. They looked as if they were lifeless, that of a monster's eyes.
"I am ready whenever you are, Suna."
He announced.
"Begin!"
Zachary gave the 'go' signal to both of them.
Suna closed the distance with a quick sprint.
She then attempted to sweep Yin's feet off of the ground with her right foot, to no avail.
Yin was on the air. The sun's shine hitting his back, making him look like a silhouette with only his white eyes discernible.
