A calm wind flowed through the dragon cult's village and at the dojo a lone figure stood, a long black Tachi in the black clad Kitsune's hand, one, two, three slashes all in less then a fraction of a second, this being the martial leader Akari, the long black hair of the swordswoman flowed down the stoic woman's shapely figure

Akari: "Dark Dragon Tachijutsu form three, slashing void..... an small improvement from the last one, muscle movements memorized... Mhm? my lord?"

Akari's large fluffy ears twitched and her blue eyes moved to see the great god that the stoic kitsune adored, with a elegant grace the martial leader sheathed the tachi, the movement making her massive bust gently bounce as the long fluffy tail of Akari was the most expressive part of the kitsune as Akari's silk like voice continued

Akari: "My lord, i'm eternally grateful that you came to visit my humble dojo...... I did not know you knew it's location, perhaps Asiryn told you... that does sound like something my dear friend would do...... Ah! ... right as you can see i'm mastering Ryuueiga"