Being who he is, Kyoya had some advantage in his range of knowledge against his new found opponent. Swords were not something he'd ever had the chance, or bothered with, to learn how to fight with. His fists, and his tonfas had always done him well for the longest of times. This did not mean that Hibari Kyoya would not show interest in them, remembering very clearly just how absolutely thrilling his fellow Guardian's duel with a certain loud mouthed Varia officer had been for him to watch.
Being of Japanese tradition is not just what drew him in, however, tonfas might have been his choice of fangs, but others choices lured him in. Just how many different opponents, sets of fangs, could he defeat? The answer he would choose, would be of infinite.
Amusement shaped his face, contorting and molding it.
Good. The other kept his sword drawn steady. Maybe this peculiar man would provide the skylark with more entertainment than he would have originally thought.
Kyoya did not withdraw his own weapons, did not flinch, rather he only chose to show off just how well polished he was in his fighting abilities. Legs arching as they spread, ready to pounce at any given moment on this new prey of his. Arms stationed concretely, also; One put forth offensively, it's partner held close to him defensively. No answer was given except for that, assuring Kanda that this was no simple attempt at threatening him.
It was a declaration of a hunt.
Normally, it took greater forces to work up the carnivores appetite for a fight...or rather, when he was in such a state of dismantlement (thanks to those bastard scientists, no less.). Fighting when at such a loss, unless protecting his prided Namimori, seemed pointless with most. Being plucked, he couldn't show all of his fangs. Couldn't fight at full potential, unless you managed to spark his interest much like a one Mukuro Rokudo.
And Kanda had done just that.
The Cloud assumed that it would be all the same, seeing as the swordsman is reduced just as badly as he is. It is still a 'even match', in a way, enough that he would set aside his annoyance of not being at full power from the start to go through with.
"...",lips pursed, a far too joyous grin cracking the prefect's face, he was already getting tipsy on the thought of a good fight. Without much more warning than that, Hibari had made a small side-dash before springing at the seasoned swordsman. Tonfas bared, ready to land a harsh blow to Kanda's arm with that renowned brutal strength of his.
