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[scootsenshi]

They have air pods in Fire Force's universe...I'm done.

[captainkurosolaire]

Prompt #25 -  Change is Flourishing (Bonus)

 Distinctive back and forth blades crossed whip-lashing against one another sharpening from the edges of two Hingan crafted katana’s and a single tanto blade being used. The figures behind them both immensely started light stepping across the battlefield in dodges with absolute mastery of finesse attempting to best the other. In the art of clashing blades there was no words that needed to be shared emotions were driven instinctive. In battle one learned their opponent for their mannerisms. This was simply a pupil and a mentor deciding who was superior in their ideologies. Was steel meant to protect beginnings? Or was steel meant to bring upon forced ends. As you see the student became the type who first believed in protecting and the mentor was the one who believed in being the end. Now they seemed to have swapped their initial principles because of the cruelty no doubtfully shown to the child who wished to martyr a rebellion against a Empire all but known.~ No matter how skillfully he became at holding blades and starting taking on more still he could not cut a legion by oneself. Or so believed not once, did Rykashi grasped the wisdom of the ultimate forged blade that could penetrate through any, he simply referred to it vaguely as... ‘Hope’ This was but perceived rambling lectures. He was consumed in only acquiring the ability to slice through all obstacles. Achieving this thought would solidify him within thoughts to others that he was a Swordsman to be feared one that made Empires quake. For the wandering swordsman who would later become an assassin to dish out in executions instead, to oppose that same threat gradually from shadows. He used the connection of death dealing for a morally finer reason without holding fame in thoughts. Then surviving or lingering for a purpose after he did in his own foolish youth after being stripped and exiled from his branch of Tribe as a Nunh he wandered with his own aggressively dominant personality that just took and abused others using people as nothing but a collective means. It wasn’t until training with a blade in Doma did he begin to become sharpened from the forge to a broken hilt to his very own curved dirk. Both them clashing against one another but would back-step after they landed successful hits Hoku sliced the draped over black scarf that Rykashi always held even as a child he wore them to remind him of his own lovingly family that was until at-least where his own personal problem started as his own parents sacrificed themselves in order for him to retreat for survival from the home-lands of Doma, perhaps? That was the catalyst to him in seeking retribution. Though his knitted scarf was taken out his lips however showed a sign of a message being met evenly. Hoku didn’t even notice several tufts of hair from his jet black and mixed grey aged strands both carrying to the wind. This was just an omen of their real battle. Rykashi placed down his two currently used blades into the soils of the sands in the peninsula they were fighting in. Placing a hand on one of the other eight scabbards to choose from his actual collection. Grabbing and sliding out one of them from it’s casing and releasing a devastation of winds against them that begun cutting against everything in the proximity violently. Which slit against Hoku’s uniform in damages which he didn’t avoid remaining calm his own chakra switched with a muffle of his breath he held control and in attune. The old accompanying Seekers companion was wailing up on a tree during this encounter trying to speak through her contracted master telepathically but he remained silent and stubborn she knew he was going to perish she felt it... She saw it with the gap of their own pressure and aether which one held more overwhelming energy. For one this pixie decided to do something else and rebel like she learned to do from observing the Solaire family. She puffed up her tiny plump cheeks and hurdled a small aetheryte shard more related to a chunk over her own head and begun going to find the one person she could rely on with help. To ensure her Master came out alive and wasn’t lost like he was during the Sea Lurkers where she held no inkling idea of his whereabouts and only later learned he was brainwashed and stuck to fight against his Son, delayed even then from their reunion and having panic and gruesome sights to see. Her wings fluttering with determination despite being slowed down with her tiny frame and the obstacle at hand. -To be continued - Part 2 (The Battle) (Story thus far) Hoku Past Build up between the characters that led to the battle Part 1 - Highlighting the past and the changes compared to part 2