[center][h3]Muramasa[/h3][/center]
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The air shifted ever so subtly as a black armour with red highlights began to take form... Or rather, it seemed as if the air peeled away to reveal this dark figure. His movement looking as if he was mid-way through stopping from a sprint as he showed up to the battlefield. Muramasa unlike his brother Masamune was constantly deployed, ready to enter a battlefield and cut a threat in the bud, so that Masamune would not need to be deployed, being the popular model he was he for now was one of Hyperion's public symbols.

[color=ed1c24]"So I will be working with you today"[/color], he mused. He looked down for a moment, his eyes surged for a moment as he began to run over the data he had access to,

[color=ed1c24]"Hmmm... According to reports, it appears we will be few in number today... Analyzing tactics... Guerilla tactics preferred, low presence on battlefield expected, use to advantage... General strategy confirmed..."[/color], he rose his head back to normal posture once more. These types of tactics were to his preference... A perfect first high-priority deployment. Previously he had only been taking small assignments as he had been given, likely to test and forge his skills and abilities, it was time to put them to the test.