Musashi sighed as she was getting tired of the ramblings of the brainwashed. To be honest she should just slit their throats and get it over with, maybe they could benefit everyone more by sleeping with the fishes and providing them with food. Instead of wasting their lives playing make believe pirates. Instead she picked up a bottle of wine and threw between their heads. She looked at them, eye full of absolute clarity as she said.
"When did I say I was going to end you? I said I was going to crush all of you!"
She didn't bother waiting for a response from the men as she ran towards the dock. She was no stranger to Destruction, but to be honest this was just plain disgusting. Never bring your blade towards an innocent is what her master had taught her. To wield a sword is to wield an oath, you don't get to pick up a be swordsman and the fact that some on them had swords in their hands just pissed her off some more. Though it wasn't a good idea when several of the theatre rejects got in her way while using them. These were not swordsmen, they were just children that thought of them as toys! But she wasn't playing around. She drew her swords, her eyes hidden by her hair. She said with a coldness that could rival a billizard.
"Two sword style: Trade Winds."
She flowed from person to person striking each of them down with one slash, then using the momentum from it to flow into the next strike like a deadly dance. She ended up behind them with her swords out stretched like wings as one by one they fell to the ground. She got up and looked towards her target, a look that had an icy inferno within them and with that she continued running towards the dock.
"When did I say I was going to end you? I said I was going to crush all of you!"
She didn't bother waiting for a response from the men as she ran towards the dock. She was no stranger to Destruction, but to be honest this was just plain disgusting. Never bring your blade towards an innocent is what her master had taught her. To wield a sword is to wield an oath, you don't get to pick up a be swordsman and the fact that some on them had swords in their hands just pissed her off some more. Though it wasn't a good idea when several of the theatre rejects got in her way while using them. These were not swordsmen, they were just children that thought of them as toys! But she wasn't playing around. She drew her swords, her eyes hidden by her hair. She said with a coldness that could rival a billizard.
"Two sword style: Trade Winds."
She flowed from person to person striking each of them down with one slash, then using the momentum from it to flow into the next strike like a deadly dance. She ended up behind them with her swords out stretched like wings as one by one they fell to the ground. She got up and looked towards her target, a look that had an icy inferno within them and with that she continued running towards the dock.