Sakagami Kenzo
The sky was pitch black, the stars and the moon being the sole watchers to gaze upon the night city. The wind scattered the autumn leaves, as if to soothe them. Walking lazily in the middle of the road, the red swordsmith advanced towards the azure girl, a silver blade on his waist and a crimson sword in hand. Smiling peacefully, he advanced slowly. There was no stance, no frantic movement. That man seemed to be bothered by nothing in this world.
His eyes were closed, his mind was peaceful. His blade would guide him to that woman and grant him victory, of that he had no doubt. So with silent steps, without exhibiting even a meagre speck of aura, the warrior advanced in this relaxed position. And yet, formless as the mist, flexible as the willow branch, that stance was nothing short but an impenetrable guard.
This would be a night to remember.
SAKAGAMI KENZO VS NOEL VERMILLON
THE WHEEL OF FATE IS TURNING
REBEL 1
ACTION!!
A single leaf touched the cold asphalt ground and the warrior vanished. No, that was only what a naked eye would have observed. For the shockwave surely spelled out the man's incredible speed. In a mere instant, he had closed the distance between the two. A crimson line was now approaching the woman, to cut her down from the neck down.