Gin didn’t want to fail on his first mission, especially when he just got out of the village. He had never been able to travel anywhere, even for weapon and armour deliveries it was always his caretakers who went out instead to make them. He was always left behind at the anvil to continue working or practice his swordplay. He didn’t have any of these situations apart from having to deal with thieves so his first instinct was to protect rather than to fight while others did that instead. While he was pretty worried he was also now being told it was wrong to worry and that he should be up in the front lines fighting off these men and this woman. [color=f7941d]”What? Are you sure?”[/color]

Feeling confused by that he looked back to the group, their struggles becoming a little more evident. He wanted to help them too, he should help them. Gasping when Jiang suddenly shouted his hand went back to his sword, staring at him as his command for battle was more of a bravado than a command. He wasn’t going to do any soaring, in fact he had a plan already. Grasping hold of the hilt of his blade he suddenly bolted right into the fray, speedily moving around the battle on his toes, the claws on his boots providing grip. Keeping fair low he made his way around the burly men, singling one out before immediately moving in and trying to cleave the man’s legs in two with a rapid slash.