Truly the fight had begun between the two Meta's with a swing from both parties. However the Lord's focus had grown to prove his mastery of close quarters combat. But what he had not anticipated was his blade catching momentarily within the others, dragging his blade away before finally cutting through and only to have his knee kicked in once more. How much damage would his leg endure at this rate? 

Although the powers had been drawn from them both, the strike was still enough to drop Tetsue to one knee while the other extending outwards, stretching out a cramp that had formed under his bruised flesh. But not all was lost for the skilled warrior, for while he had but a second to rest and adjust, he rolled to the side, extending his sword out to scath the side of the monsters extended knee as it pulled back.

Though due to Tetsue rolling, he was unable to cut through the entire limb, meaning only a fragment of his blade was able to seep through the hard flesh of the beast, only delving a couple inches into the massive limb. Quickly he climbed back up to his feet, though bending his left leg slightly in place, relieving the pressure upon the ever wounding muscle within, trying to preserve his movements as to not further damage it.

It is here that he stood, drawing his sword to rest upon his back with the handle protruding over his right shoulder. His legs bent low with his right extended forwards and his shoulders hunched over, staring darkly at the beast in preperation.

"You will need more than cheap tricks to kill me...fowl beast." he spat, his left eye fully closed now due to some swelling as a trickle of blood from his scalp overlapped it.