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WHO: Everyone!
WHAT: Since in a world of demons, a bit of training can never hurt
WHERE: Hasedo with beach
WARNING(S): Nothing yet, eventually training wounds perhaps???

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A contest? Please. What a waste of time.

[Still, he seems to grasp his blade more tightly as he prepares to disperse of the remaining blue pests.</i.]

You're scared of losing, admit it.

[Chitose does the same, though.]

Absurd. I won't lose.

[It is on.]

Hehe, we will see that.

[Very well. Chitose liked a challenge, considering those made merely opponents and as soon as the wave came close enough he rushes in again, bringing down his flaming sword skillfully and powerfully upon them.]

Hnf.

[Kazama's own blade is but a silver gleam as he cleaves through the blue ranks. He may not be able to ignite his weapon, but his strikes are precise, and he cuts down the numbers efficiently.]

[And it doesn't take too long for Chitose to clean up the blue mess on his side.]

You need some help?

[He glances over his shoulder to Chikage.]

[As Chitose speaks, the last few blue creatures fall to the ground with a final slash of Kazama's blade. He flicks his wrist and his weapon to the side, then cleans it off before sliding it back into its sheath.]

You said something?

[Smirk.]

Heh, so you are finished already? I don't expect anything less from a member of the Kazama-clan.

[Perhaps he should ask how many Chikage cut down, but what interests him more at the moment is...]

So... up for the fight?

[Turning to face his supposed ancestor, Kazama flicks a disinterested look about their surroundings before he grins again.]

Figuring out how we arrived here can wait, then. This seems an unlikely chance to be repeated.

[Well, Chitose liked that answer. Now he could see how the ones following him would do as the clan-leader.]

Right, it's like a once in a lifetime-chance!

[Kazuya had been the closest to his skills with the sword, so let's see how this oni would do.]

[Smirking almost lazily at that, Kazama offers the slightest of nods as he shifts his hand into a better position on the hilt of his sword.]

Let's go.

Alright!

[Now that they were facing each other, Chitose does realize Chikage holds the katana with one hand, just like he did. There seem to be more and more hints that they were really related.

He wasn't going to use fire on one of his successors, though, which leaves his brute strength for now. He leaps at Chikage, aiming to meet the other man's blade with his own.]

[Brow arching, it seems Kazama's noticed the same thing. He might even look vaguely amused.

Once he sees Chitose make his move, he steps forward, raising his sword almost effortlessly. His grip and force behind it is solid, but there's a slight flicker of surprise that passes quickly from Kazama's face as he gauges his ancestor's strength. Well, if it had been any less, he wouldn't have been fit to carry their clan name, now would he?]

Hnf.

[Smirking, Kazama pushes back, swinging his blade outward before turning it to slash back at Chitose.]

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