The door flew off its hinges, complete torn from the wall as the crushing blast of energy hit it. Bent nearly in two, the metal scrap bounced around the corridor beyond, coming to a rest against the far wall where the path split in two. His hands clenched in fists, Koganei stomped down the passage. His jaw was clenched tightly and his left eye was ticking rather persistently. He wanted out. He wanted out, and he wanted his swords. And to severely punish whomever was responsible for his current predicament. Coming to the split, the ronin peered down each poorly-lit passage.

The left curved around behind the blue-haired man, while the right curved in the opposite direction. Gashing his teeth, the man went right, his footsteps echoing throughout the empty stone corridor. The way continued for some time, ever curving to the left and sloping upwards. Finally, the samurai spotted a torch ahead, stuck into a wall and revealing another split. Irked at having to make another “this-way-or-that-way” decision, Koganei picked a path a random and hurried down it, anxious to be out of this place. Time and time again, the ronin encountered nothing but split paths, each serving only to increase his ire. The final straw came when he rounded a corner to find a small, circular chamber, the opposite wall riddled with at least half a dozen doorways.

Snarling an incoherent noise somewhat similar to a drowning tiger, the warrior unleashed a torrent of pounding energy waves, blasting through the room and the passages beyond until there was only a rough, rubble-filled tunnel. Koganei was rather surprised that the ceiling still held, though a part of him wished it hadn’t. Tired of merely walking—and of the ever-echoing footsteps—the blue-haired traveler launched forward, his booted feet a blur stepping in midair.

He continued to run for several minutes, randomly picking any direction that struck him when faced with a choice. Finally, the way before the speeding man opened up into a colossal room. His feet skidding across the floor as he braked, Koganei looked up in wonder. Large white blocks, about four feet by four feet by four feet, filled the air above the blue-haired swordsman, floating independently in a random formation all the way to the ceiling some ten stories up. Noticing a lack of any exits on his current level, Koganei shrugged and prepared for the ascent.

OoC: HH feels the need to remind that our characters aren't to run into each other for a while, having to explore on their own for a period.

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