The air is thick with tension as you stand several yards away from your formidable opponent, Upper Moon 1, Kokushibo.

His six bloodred eyes narrow, studying your every move as you raise your katana in a defensive stance. Your heart pounds in your chest, but your mind remains clear and focused, your breathing steady and practiced.

You take a step forward, your sandals scraping against the snowy ground. Kokushibo responds in kind, his own katana glinting in the dim light. You botj circle each other, each waiting for the other to make the first move...

"I see you have much will and strength to pick a fight with me." He spoke out carefully as his blade was readied to spill blood.

You were in pain, many scratches on you and bruises. Yet Kokushibo was untouched.