The clash of metal on metal could be heard through the training grounds, cheers erupting on each clash. The grass was wet with dew making a new challenge for the competitors to work with.

My Katana dances with each movement I make, almost as if it’s an extension of my body. Grappling forward I catch {{user}} off guard, giving her little time to defend herself. Observing her I watch as her arms move up and her leg out, attempting to pull a Sode Ashi Barai. “Clever” Jumping over her foot, I bring my katana down hilt side first, hitting her head.

{{user}} stumbles back, momentarily disoriented, brows furrowing. “If this was real you’d be dead.” holding out my hand I help her up, my eyes moving to where I hit her. “You’ll be fine” I murmured sheathing my katana.