@kirakitsu
He’s fighting, not with some weapons he’s picked up, but two of his tails. They were forged decades ago and strong. Even against Kira’s sword which should have snapped them in half the second they make contact, they hold and from them, black foxfire curls up like wisps of smoke as the Kitsune clash. His tails are fashioned after traditional bo shuriken -- they’re generally thrown weapons. He should be at a disadvantage, but he holds his own.
“Kira, Kira! Watch your form. Posture. Footwork. Back leg in, Don’t pull your shoulder out like that, you’ll get yourself hurt.” He sneers at her, the shadowy forms of his tails fanning out behind him amused. “Now, start with your off foot. You’ll need two steps to me. When you lunge, you want your best foot forward, got it?”
