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Up until this point Rubin hadn't been in much of a real fight with an Oni. He'd beaten on a few of the smaller ones before but he tended to avoid the big ones since he didn't have any formal training with fighting with anything let alone a Katana. He figured he would work his way up to the more heavy duty baddies over the course of the year but that looked like it wasn't going to be in the cards.

Humpherey turned away from his stream as he heard something scuttle behind him down the road. The rolling trash can and ash was a little off putting but the voice was downright scary enough for Rubin to pause his stream and listen for anymore mutterings from the voice. He nearly screamed as he felt the massive hand grasp his helmet and he came face to face with the strikingly bland mask of the Oni. He tried to reply of move but he couldn't manage to force his muscles to work. Then came the voice again, pushing Rubin over the edge of his fear induced paralysis and into fight or flight.

The ronin who tried to go by Jack quickly clutched his sheathed sword and brought his legs up to kick off of his scooter and onto the ground. He quickly clambered to his feet and readied his Katana before noticing it was still sheathed. Rubin swung the sword and sent the sheathe flying to the ground as he let the cheap sword greet the cool evening air. Wasting no more time, Jack ran at the ivory irritant sword kept low before putting all of his weight and strength into an upward slash at the thing's neck.