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

The attack seemed to strike, but he noted the collapse of the ground beneath, [I]An interesting trick,[/I] he thought quietly as he observed from on high. He had finished the hand signs by then of course and as such he initiated the technique, knowing full well its cost.

Another Zume would spawn below, emerging from the movement patterns he'd utilized for attack. The blade had vanished from the original, who remained aloft in the sky, ever watching. The gale about his body however, ceased, and he became empty once more. Dust would flow about him, and through void, appearing to move naturally from Kojiro's perspective. The dust, in various ares throughout the sky, became thick enough to make it impossible to pierce with the naked eye.

Zume had vanished.
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Standing upon the ground several meters from where Kojiro had caved in the earth beneath him, Zume's eyes took everything in. The mist exuded from his body, forming a light blackness in the air within a foot of his person. [color=#000000][b]"I see you favor the mother's embrace,"[/b][/color] he stated, drawing his blade from thin air as he had before. The movement patterns that had made an attempt on Kojiro destabilized and shot through the air, merging with the blade and vanishing into its form.

He reversed his grip and let his arm fall to his side, the blade's tip gently trailing against the dirt as he walked forwards. The mist coalesced around him, swirling lightly, though seemingly unaffected by the light wind that had began to form in the last few minutes.

Perhaps taking things slow was the better option.