[Not many would consider Mitsuhide running at them at full speed with weapons in hand to be a good thing, but for Xu Shu it is. Well. Not if he's caught, or cut, because those new scythes would leave horrifying wounds, but it means he can continue to play clever. The cord of his weapon is whipped out again but not to attack; as he gets close to the trees it's aimed into the canopy, the dagger sinking high up into the trunk and helping him to leap up into the leaves.]
[Directly following behind him would cause Mitsuhide to fall on some of tripwires that have been left, but they are a help, an assistant, rather than the main goal. For a short while there will be no more sounds from the canopy and no clear indicator of what Xu Shu is up to until, from above, when his opponent gets close enough he almost growls:]
No parting words.
[And then fire explodes on the ground, the result of a well aimed molotov cocktail. There isn't any honour in this battle and Xu Shu is a strategist, a good man, but still very much willing to use any tools he has to in order to get an edge. The rustling of the forest now indicates that he's moving across the trees, ready and waiting to throw another and get the right kind of opening...]
no subject
[Directly following behind him would cause Mitsuhide to fall on some of tripwires that have been left, but they are a help, an assistant, rather than the main goal. For a short while there will be no more sounds from the canopy and no clear indicator of what Xu Shu is up to until, from above, when his opponent gets close enough he almost growls:]
No parting words.
[And then fire explodes on the ground, the result of a well aimed molotov cocktail. There isn't any honour in this battle and Xu Shu is a strategist, a good man, but still very much willing to use any tools he has to in order to get an edge. The rustling of the forest now indicates that he's moving across the trees, ready and waiting to throw another and get the right kind of opening...]
Not yet.