Year 1915 -
She stand stiff. Her heart was throbbing unease inside her chest whilst she vividly gaze into the red piercing eyes of the stranger.
Her mind went haze as she inclined her head and confusingly stare back at the familiar features of the...
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The bushi man evades adroitly the long silver blade of his opponent. The shaft of the katana pass a breath through his right cheek whilst he immediately leapt backwards and let his free hand hold the hilt of his sword.
Taoshu manages to consistently predict the movements of his sparring mate. His eyes follow every motion of his opponent's blade and impassively awaits the perfect opening to counter-attack.
"Move faster Ryuta!" He chided his subordinate and shook his head. Swiftly, Taoshu unsheathed his katana and parry it against Ryuta's sword, making the other young man involuntarily dig his heels on the soft dirt.
Ryuta peeved and clenched his teeth when he can already feel the weight of Taoshu's katana whilst the higher rank samurai man continue to propel his blade nearer to his competitor.
"Don't hold back, cause I will break you." Taoshu impassively uttered as Ryuta strive to push back his sword despite that he can already feel both of his arms, shaking in fatigue. He gave the other man an immense glare and click his tongue in disapproval.
"As if I wanted to lose this round." He snarled and forcibly thrust his blade, disrupting the clashing of their both swords in an instant.
Taoshu smirked and watched how Ryuta provides a safe distance between them. The superior Bushi warrior noticed the rapid breathing pattern of his subordinate, indicating that his opponent was already occupied by exhaustion but what pleases him, is the fact that despite Ryuta already outwearing, he persist to fight.
'The full volition to fight until the end,' Taoshu thought as he began to perceive the big potential of his competitor.
'No doubt you are practising the way of the bushido.'
This made Taoshu instantly convert another plan to test the skills and abilities of the young Ryuta. He changed his fighting position and sheathed his sword back.
He crumpled both hands into a tight fist, he vehemently looked at the confound Ryuta and gesture his hand to come close to his stance.
Ryuta inclined his head and huffed before his superior samurai. "What are you doing huh?" He questioned whilst his hand fastened its hold on the hilt.
Taoshu resumed to look at him unemotionally and responded, "I'll fight you with my bare fist." He trails.
"Use your katana, It'll be your advantage." He finished and this immediately riled up Ryuta.
His right eye twitched in anger. He can feel his blood rising through his head, killing his temper and making him bite his inside cheek in aggravation.
Ryuta thought he was being utterly belittled by his superior as if he was some sort of an insect that can easily be smackdown in one assail. He didn't like how Taoshu would look at him. It was clearly shown it was an insult on his behalf and he will outright prove to Taoshu's face that he was entirely wrong.
