[center][h1]Zhao Jinhai[/h1][/center]

The onna-bushi went down, and the samurai...up and packed it in. Damn. Looked like seeing everyone else go down shocked him back into sanity. Good for everyone, bad for Jinhai's own entertainment. With a sigh, he walked over towards the odachi he'd tossed aside, kicked it up into the air with his foot, and snatched it by the hilt with his hand before resting the blade on his shoulder. 

The former monk walked over towards the kneeling samurai, squatting down on his heels next to him. 

[b]"Yeah, well, trained monk here. Pretty sure I could get an exorcism going, don't think buddy over here's in any mood to keep on going, even as a local god."[/b] He said over in Sakura's direction before turning back to the warrior.

[b]"That said, you wanna go out with honor, I know you're implying harakiri isn't working, but what if you had a second?"[/b] He lifted the odachi off his shoulder for a brief moment in emphasis before letting it rest again. [b]"Could be what you're missing to let yourself pass on. Give it a thought, huh?"[/b]