The less-than-graceful counterassault worked in Kuraudo's favor. From more than ten yards away (31 ft.), the ex-SOLDIER can barely see the results of his efforts. Xukhezur sustained heavy damage but was able to recoup from his woes. Kuraudo, like before, charges at his blood-soaked adversary. He arranges the First Tsurugi similarly to his previous dash. Its florid haft is gripped firmly, held rightmost to its wielder. Spiky hair wavering, black cloak whipping to the beat of impetus, it was like deja vu. Though when the situation emerges, will Kuraudo make the same foolish mistake?