02-22-2009, 11:42 AM
"Damn!" Kyosan cursed, seeing the fox diving down on him, he had no choice. Stepping back, he let his blood purposefully seep into the palm of his claw, brandishing his hand out in thin air as if a sword were there. Seconds later, a pale streak of fire formed in between his claws, a hilt letting him be able to hold it as he prepared to guard the strike with the seemingly solid fire.
"Should we leave him to be honourable or strike him in midair anyway?" Lurea asked curiously; albeit it wasn't the proper time for that.
"Should we leave him to be honourable or strike him in midair anyway?" Lurea asked curiously; albeit it wasn't the proper time for that.
