Continued here. // @motochikachosokabe
⏚ Masamune’s smile grew he watched the man spin his anchor. He drew one of his six swords that rested on his hip. As the sword came out of the sheath, a spark of lightning followed it and disappeared just as quick.
⏚ Taking one of the many swords he had from its scabbard that created a small burst of electricity. The small shock made his skin shiver with excitement as he had been craving to fight someone. Anyone besides his Right Eye
“I like your style already.”
⏚ He smirked as he raised his sword, both hands on the handle, a few inches away from his temple, with the tip of the blade pointing at the other’s direction. Another small wave of electricity snaked around his arm and traveled to his hand then to his blade.
“Don’t blame me if you can’t keep up with my moves.”
⏚ He quickly dashed toward him, bringing down his sword over the man’s head.
