Taking advantage of the wind and sand concealment, Kaze Saburo let out a strange wail, barely pulling away from Tsurumi.
But Tsurumi Aoi wouldn't give this wind tanuki any chance to catch its breath.
The lights of the Tachi and Coerced Difference blades flashed, enveloping the scarlet phantom of the slender hands, relentless, and once again striding swiftly towards Kaze Saburo.
Even in the eyes of the self-assured Kaze Saburo, Tsurumi Aoi was not to be underestimated.
The two renowned blades she wielded, along with the flexible slender hands extending from her extra sleeves, worked together in harmony, the trajectory of her blades swift and cunning, dazzling and difficult to defend against.
Even in Tokoyo, Kaze Saburo had never encountered such a tricky opponent.
Swish swish!
The crimson and pale white blades tore through the air.
