[As soon as the black mist distorts in the air it has Sephiroth's attention. Masamune is instantly in his grasp and he's waiting for a monster to-
-oh.
Stance relaxes, Masamune swept around and tucked up under his forearm - the blade like a great pincer extending up the back of his whole arm only to come away passed his head. Silver head nods an acknowledgment.]
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-oh.
Stance relaxes, Masamune swept around and tucked up under his forearm - the blade like a great pincer extending up the back of his whole arm only to come away passed his head. Silver head nods an acknowledgment.]
Impressive.