On a place where a strong wind was blowing….
Where the swards were flurrying…
Where a moon was shining illuminating the night….
There were two people clashing with their swords.
A man with a straw hat over his head and a blue kimono was holding a long curved sword shining in the night and a silver aura covering him.
In front of him was a young man with a smaller build.
A mask over his face and a long sheer black estoc on his hands, shining with a blue aura.
"Come."
/SWOOSH/
Shouting like that, Akira rushed at me with his sword raised and a silver aura enveloping his sword and arms.
/CLANK/
Receiving the strike with my Nihil raised, I deflected it.
'He is strong, much stronger than before.'
But, the strength behind the attack was no joke.
