[center][U][B]Mayonaka, Seisui[/B] - [I]The Tranquil Lotus[/I][/U][/center]

Nodding his head and taking three steps further into the clearing while Nazo neared the center, the Mayonaka quietly untied the Tōrenai-men to naikō, the ancestral sheath of his clan's even more ancient blade, Chinmoku. However, Chinmoku was different from generation to generation as with each passing inheritor the second portion of its name would change to suit the individual, their lineage, and their style. As such, it was more than an ancestral blade, it was a weapon that with each passing wielder was reforged and revitalized in both name and form, a blade that would never dull, a blade that would never die.

[B]"This is Chinmoku,"[/B] for a moment he unsheathed the blade before slipping it back into the Tōrenai-men to naikō and inhaling softly to compose himself fully. Shifting his stance, Seisui stood at a slight angle, his left foot first as he shifted his sheathed blade onto his right shoulder where he began to pull the sheath up and off of the blade, eventually shifting it to reverse grip in his left hand even as he switched his blade to his left shoulder. His stance was strong, but essentially unreadable like the rest of his body language. The blade's tip faced diagonally back and upwards and its edge was aimed forwards towards Nazo. Throughout he kept his eyes on the Samurai of the Yagami clan, and Seisui made sure to keep his eyes on the man, knowing of his clan's prestige. [B]"Kita-muki Renge-hen(北向き蓮花片 'North Facing Lotus Petal'),"[/B] Seisui stated calmly before finishing his breath by exhaling. [B]"Know that my blade is not just Chinmoku, but rather Chinmoku: Yōikō no sharakuna ginren(沉黙: 容易光沢、洒落な銀蓮 'Silence: Simple Match of the Boldest Silver Lotus'),"[/B] he stated with an almost unearthly calm as he watched his opponent's stance.

He could tell from that stance, and the look in Nazo's eyes, that this was to be an intriguing battle. He looked forwards to testing the man's style against his own skill and the age old Shizukana-ryū-ji no, a style that had existed for hundreds of years, fostered from the very beginning by the Mayonaka clan.