[center][color=#000000][u][h3][b]Zume Tatasuko[/b][/h3][/u][/color][/center]

As the man began to move his fan, Zume's fingers splayed and the mist split into 5, 3 of which moved towards him, 1 that kept its trajectory, and another which moved behind the man if he were to dodge backwards. As the chakra shifted purposes and was moulded he noted the infusion of it into the earth around his opponent, and as he noticed this the mist thickened once more into a fog. [color=#000000][b]"An effective counter,"[/b][/color] he mused quietly as the wave formed and moved towards him, as if in slow motion.

Much to the man's displeasure he would find it slowing the closer it came to Zume. Furthermore while his elevated status had caused the 3 offshots of mist to miss him, they had not missed the mud wave. Zume took a step back and focused the fog before him somewhat, though a lighter mist remained all around.

As the fog neared it became even denser, more chakra packing into it and its polarity increasing. However, he never let it reach him, for before then the mist that had hit had moved throughout its form and degraded the chakra, which guided the technique, causing the wave to become a rapidly falling pile of mud. His two other strikes, which had missed, curved downwards and hit the ground, disappearing.

The fog before him redistributed, forming around him once more, its distribution as even as it had been before. Then it spread out further, covering a total of 10 feet in all directions. If the man had not retreated, he would now be within the mist. Regardless portions of it would cling to him slightly as he retreated.

If he did gain distance Zume would begin to walk towards him slowly, still not a shred of killing intent present.

[color=#000000][b]"That Tessen is quite something,"[/b][/color] Zume would state regardless, his eyes still closed, his tone revealing his interest. Perhaps this would require he use his own blade, not that the man had yet drawn his Nodachi. He wondered what it was capable of.