Though she couldn't understand what the referee was saying, Kaori Karasawa's experience in arena fights and the scene before her made her fully aware of the results.
Relaxing her muscles and fascia, which she hadn't even used to their maximum potential, she let her own aura dissipate. She arched her back and bowed.
"Thank you for guidance, Lou-jun."
With that, she sheathed her tachi and headed for Guanwai League changing room without waiting to see if Lou Cheng had understood her. Her head was spinning.
To famous kendo samurais, having their tachi forced back into its sheath as they perform an ultimate technique is mortifying. This iss even more so when their opponents are in their same league.
Had this been decades or centuries ago, the obvious choice here would have been to commit seppuku.
