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

His position revealed behind the man, Zume, in a flash, drew his blade from seemingly nowhere, and blocked the strike. His eyes had notified him of its movement patterns, consistency, and chakra make=up allowing him to deduce how to counter it with his own blade. The movement patterns within the blade emitted just along its surface, moving in the opposite direction of the dust, while several other one bunched and created slight grooves and spikes. Several others expanded from the blade, creating a flat wall-like surface as Zume slashed. In this way he blocked the strike, dispersing it over the surface of the [I]wall[/I] and carrying through with his slash so as to send a blade of chakra from his weapon downwards at his adversary from only a 2 meters(6 feet) away.

[color=#000000][b]"Well done,"[/b][/color] he stated with a slight smile, solidifying some void chakra and jumping away to land on the ground far below, where he waited. This man's technique was a dangerous thing, he'd need to keep his blade on hand, and the mist active, this was for sure. As such he expelled a small amount of additional void chakra, altering it from a mist to an even distribution of liquid and gaseous void.

[color=#000000][b]"You are a capable warrior,"[/b][/color] he stated simply, almost thoughtfully as he observed the man's chakra as well as a myriad of other layers to his being. He had sensed fear for a moment, an interesting sensation from a man so shrouded in killing intent. Still, along with that he had detected excitement, so it was clear that this man had challenged him not for the sake of fame, or fortune, but for the sheer enjoyment he gleaned from fighting a worthy opponent--at least this was the likely conclusion.

Interesting, to say the least, if not somewhat insane. Nonetheless, those of normal mind did not typically get far in such a world as this one.