How annoying, the man had some form of wits, with a polearm it was best to play a ranged game. Allowing for Tojiko to get close would be troublesome considering he did not know much about his skill. Tojiko found this to be a good breakdown of the current situation. 

[i][color=0072bc] “Well guess he isn’t all shoulders, he may have a mind in that cranium of his. I don’t wanna kill him, I share no malice, but I do intend to show him the gap between skill. I would be surprised if he proved me wrong.”[/color][/i]This thought echoed in the confines of his mind. 

He decided to feed into his opponents game for now, Tojiko didn’t mind if they just stared at each other for hours on end, but he was hoping for some form entertainment. Yet he inches forward, heel than toe shuffled on the  surface, his back foot followed, never actually putting one foot in front of the other. He slowly closed the distance while keeping the Integrity of his form. He stood just outside of the polearms range. If the other would have extended his arm it was possible to hit Tojiko. Now this close he held his bearing, two warrior who had the calmest of minds when in combat. They were both patient, the wind became still and the leaves that flowed upon its current dropped.  

He closed his eyes, his foe now drawn onto the inside of his eyelids, no one else matter but Tojiko and this advisory. He had purposely put himself in his opponents range, if his foe didn’t take this chance he may just regret it. Tojiko, only needed to effectively dodge or parry this man’s spear one time in order to meet his advisory at his weakest point, up close and personal. Again, Tojiko waited, although now more ready than ever.