[center][b][h1]Minamoto-no-Yoshitsune[/h1][/b][/center]

[h2]In Combat With Assassin[/h2]


Weak defense, running away, and smoke balls. Combined with the assassination attempt and the obvious familiarity with kenjutsu, there was logically only one type of opponent left. 

[i]Shinobi[/i]. Tch.

Sweeping her hand, a great wind billowed up, utterly rejecting the appearance of the undoubtedly poisoned smoke, and the chain-and-ball hurtled back to whence it came from.

But this course of action was inadequate, alone. If things remained as they were, the shinobi could easily keep on throwing its weapons while retreating.

Unacceptable.

Minamoto-no-Yoshitsune [i]leapt [/i]after the woman who attacked her lord. She was swift, but not swift enough to evade the girl who jumped across eight ships and had only grown more skilled in her age.

Oh, she may have been able to parry and block her kenjutsu earlier. But what she had learned under Sojobo in those childhood days on Mount Kurama was more than that.

A dizzying array of blows of steel and wind rained down upon the cowardly wretch from every which angle, cutting and buffeting the shinobi.

The assassin would flee, or have her attention utterly occupied. Either served her purposes of keeping her master safe.

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