11-10-2008, 09:08 AM
Trent easily caught the thrown bottle of sake, the gryphon nodding as he followed Naibu towards the dojo. "Very well. Let's see your subordinates then." After passing through the halls of the squad headquarters, they were before the doors of the dojo. Captain Trent pushed the doors open quietly and saw some students already hard at work.
(World of the Living)
"Heh...heh...heh...doesn't bode well?" Hyouzen laughed arrogantly from Proto's logical concern. "We've barely begun to fight...Binding Art #80: Ice Coffin!" Draining some of his spiritual energy, a stronger, frigid blast crossed through the warehouse, effectively freezing the white piles of goo in place while slowing down the active arms. Hyouzen shook off one of the arms that had grasped him and cut it into shreds before telling his allies, "We need to focus on the cocoon, otherwise this weakling will just keep healing himself." He then rushed forwards to make another stab towards the disuto.
(World of the Living)
"Heh...heh...heh...doesn't bode well?" Hyouzen laughed arrogantly from Proto's logical concern. "We've barely begun to fight...Binding Art #80: Ice Coffin!" Draining some of his spiritual energy, a stronger, frigid blast crossed through the warehouse, effectively freezing the white piles of goo in place while slowing down the active arms. Hyouzen shook off one of the arms that had grasped him and cut it into shreds before telling his allies, "We need to focus on the cocoon, otherwise this weakling will just keep healing himself." He then rushed forwards to make another stab towards the disuto.
