"Recoil, Mikadzuki." Enma murmured as the snake rose and began to crawl clumsily towards Enma. "Darian-san always had a strong arm for a fight. Well, he does get some intense training while in the bathroom... Even Mikadzuki's scales have been severely cracked from just a piece of wood... Imagine a real sword." Enma chuckled as the snake began to coil around his body. Enma crouched as he began to calculate his next moves. Darian knows that Enma needs to 'hear' his surroundings in order to fight... In this case, Enma's strength is also his weakness. "Darian-san would strike at the perfect time where I can't hear any trace from him, and if I don't hear anything... I can't see anything. What a pickle." Enma chuckled to himself as the snake began to raise its head slowly. "You got a good scent from his attack, didn't you, Mikadzuki? Well. Track him." Enma ordered as the snake began to flick out its tongue quickly. "Envenom me, Mikadzuki." 

The snake spewed a red liquid from its mouth which dripped along Enma's katana. "Go back to sniffing." Enma ordered as the snake flicked out its tongue once more. "One strike will make the difference... between his life, and my death." Enma mumbled to himself as he crouched low, readying himself for an attack. Enma's nimble fingers brushed through the bells as the hollowed tolls echoed through the woods. "Your move, Darian-san."