[Green flame? Xu Shu huffs as he 'sprints' through the tree canopy, considering. before coming to a stop and glancing behind him. There isn't much time to think and so he simply leaps out of the trees again, avoiding an inferno in the forest itself but not leaping without throwing more of his molotov creations Mitsuhide's way; what is with this being? How much damage does it take to even just wear him down when the injuries invigorate like this? There has to be a point...]
[His leg throbs, reminding him that he can't just rely on a war of attrition. As Xu Shu lands his cord is almost dancing in the air, flowing behind, and snaps back to the blade when he talks.]
You are far from the only one feeling that pain.
[Balance... nothing too aggressive yet but not drawing it out? Watching and learning had been part of the plan but with his blood seeping through his clothes how much can Xu Shu allow for? Will this odd wound even be easy to bind? Again the fear runs through his body as he looks through the flame... but his expression and tone remain stony.]
[He leans forward and, not without sorrow, begins to gather together the energies within his body, the power he was born with that steel shaped as he grew. The technique is dangerous and aggressive, a deadly and true dance of the blade, but right now Xu Shu sees no other path.]
But to see someone crave it? How much do you need?
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[His leg throbs, reminding him that he can't just rely on a war of attrition. As Xu Shu lands his cord is almost dancing in the air, flowing behind, and snaps back to the blade when he talks.]
You are far from the only one feeling that pain.
[Balance... nothing too aggressive yet but not drawing it out? Watching and learning had been part of the plan but with his blood seeping through his clothes how much can Xu Shu allow for? Will this odd wound even be easy to bind? Again the fear runs through his body as he looks through the flame... but his expression and tone remain stony.]
[He leans forward and, not without sorrow, begins to gather together the energies within his body, the power he was born with that steel shaped as he grew. The technique is dangerous and aggressive, a deadly and true dance of the blade, but right now Xu Shu sees no other path.]
But to see someone crave it? How much do you need?
[He raises a hand...]