Tsitua hit the mat with a laugh. He had sensed Amune's sight re-balance, and could've countered the throw with ease. But he knew she would See all of it coming. "How do you fight someone who knows what you'll do?" He wondered aloud as she put him in whatever hold she decided on. 

"You do nothing." Mae answered him. 

Tsitua lowered his chakra to little more than a smolder, something that very few people do on that level. It wasn't masked or hidden, merely controlled to the point that any vision she might receive of what he would do would be unclear, like he was out of focus. "See, I'm aware that visions don't require chakra, but it does rely on chakras of others to predict certain patterns. Without chakra, an individual is erased. If you train yourself to early erase it, it becomes difficult to See what happens next." He reversed her hold into a modified, facedown arm bar, using his shoulder to anchor her wrist with his superior muscle strength. Both of his hands were free as all he had to do was stay in a sitting position.  

He gave her an endearing look. She was so like Zeela. 

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Cain spoke through his helmet, his voice sounding metallic and artificial, "Target identified, ghoul: Royal, designation: Wolf." His head turned sharply toward the enemy, "Eliminate." 

Wolf snarled in return and lunged forward. Cain met him in the middle and continued toward the other wall. Stopping a meter before impact, he whipped his blade, removing the blood. Wolf stumbled and fell. Both of his Achilles' tendons, his hip flexors, and the ligaments holding his knee caps were all severed, and his healing factor would take too long to repair those for him to rise before another attack. He looked to the kami, speaking a single, stone cold word, "Engage." He commanded.