When the sword flashed towards the old man, a shower of sparks flew up centimeters before it actually cleaved into his flesh. Some sort of defensive spell? In a surprising show of physical prowess, as he hit the floor he caught himself with one hand, sliding back along the ground and straightening.

"So it seems I miscalculated," he began, "Your allies will likely be here in moments, so I must end this quickly."

Reaching to his side, her gripped his sleeve and tore it off, exposing a set of markings on his arm.

"Runecraft?" Bunny asked, narrowing her eyes, squaring up as she did.

"Exactly," the man began, "My body houses-"

Almost immediately the onmyouji was on him while he was speaking, her firsts slamming relentlessly into the defensive barrier over his body, sparks flying.

It seemed she'd concluded the best way to take out his defensive field was by overwhelming it.

And seconds later, she was sent flying across the room.

"... Reinforcement, enhancemenet, destruction," the Daidouji continued, lowering his hand as Bunny slammed into the wall, "The runecraft on my body far exceeds the skills of a young onmyouji."

And yet, one could almost see the cracks in the barrier over his chest where the black-haired thief's fists had struck...