Zorlo looked at his left arm for what felt like seconds as the man moved. Annoying, he hit a pressure point and has numbed my arm. Well, that's life. First off... the fencer trailed of as he smiled, kicking the forward moving hand away and kneeing his foe in the chest. Fingers twitched slightly, feeling slowly returning to them. It took a few seconds, but at least the fingers were moving. Anyway, this would be fun anyway. A good challenge, one would say.

The Aura Master raised his right leg up, smiling as he did so, and readying his attacks. A volley of fingers thrust quickly towards him, aimed to strike any number of pressure points, each missing by an inch here or an inch there. Just enough so it could seem like an accident. In reality, it wasn't. In reality, it was narrow evasion. The fencer didn't counterattack. The green haired man barely moved aside from the few inches here and there to avoid attacks. Buying time wasn't the plan, although this proved useful for that, but mostly to figure out, giving an inch or two, where Koganei was aiming.

Finally, the moment to strike opened itself and the fencer did a quick flip, kicking the samurai in the chin and flipping backwards with the aid of a single arm until he was out of range. "Good, I know now," Zorlo whispered to himself as he shook his arm a little bit. In the course of a few seconds, the fencer had guessed at eight or nine of the pressure points, probably aimed to stop vital defensive areas. "Now then, time to strike back," the Aura Master stated as he leapt into the air and launched a quick spinning kick, prepared for any need to change his next move.

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Much thanks to Silver for the sweet Quincy Sig. ^_^
Zorlo , Zachary Leos, Monroe Vossler, Arvin Anson, Emile Velos
Rest In Peace Duke of Clubs. (11/15/1992-1/5/2008)
And Kenpachi divided the Strong from the Weak, and it was good!