With a simple display of power this woman had proven herself worthy of a warrior's death. With a mere movement of her hands she had begun to form a crystalline blade, no ability that he had seen in the past compared. The pure application of being able to manipulate and generate crystal? Literally limitless.

If this one was anywhere near as competent as he was, she would be a terrifying target for him to attempt to eliminate. As it stands, his knowledge of her ability was rather limited. 

From cover he emerged, letting the heavy ball of metal drop to the ground as he did so. Shin began walking towards Ruchette at a slow pace, his singular bloodshot eye darting across her visage. The pupil narrowing and expanding repeatedly as he glared at every square inch of her body, attempting to make out anything that he can about her. Maybe a leg that she favored? An arm that she kept behind her back? Her hair was already a clumsy battlefield mistake, keeping your hair cropped tightly is the only smart decision. 

With every step that he took towards her he was intentionally kicking the metal weight, giving it a bit of prepared angular momentum. Should she go on the offensive immediately, he'd be prepared. Like a smart man, he also realized that not everyone is a barbaric madman who'll charge into battle at the drop of a hat. Calculating individuals exist too, he was living proof of it. 

The distance between them slowly drew shorter and shorter, Shin only barely needed to raise his voice to speak to her. Never stopping his stride or casual kicks of the metal weight as he spoke. [color=bc8dbf]"Hello, warrior. I am to presume that you are my first foe? Seeing as there is not a soul aside from us two."[/color] Even with the most forced sincerity, a distinct tone of disgusting sadism wrapped around his words. Only thinly veiled by a pleasant tone and cheery pop in his words. [color=bc8dbf]"I must admit, I didn't expect to be matched against a woman."[/color]