Duly arranged for the fray, the ex-SOLDIER notes every action taken by Xukhezur. There's an aircraft, designed to suit a single person, came at the behest of its commander. For what purpose it provides remains to be an enigma to Kuraudo. Though he knows it has an important role to play in his match. 

With this understanding, he brings the First Tsurugi from his shoulders to the forefront. Afterwards, Kuraudo breaks his position to burst into a sprint. The thin layer of sand spurns from the fleet pattering of his boots. Everything that's lightweighted, such as his hair, waist cloak and left sleeve, flutters to the onrush. The position of his sword is brought to his dexter to as the space between them steadily dwindles. Who will sling the initial strike?