.,`Razeglen, thrown from a portal that had ripped upon the sky. Landing on his feet though on top of a flat part of a sharp mountain. He looked around. Certainly no life resided here. Waiting for opponents to arrive. He practiced his sword play. Taking his right extremity to grip digits around the hilt of his zanpakuto; Zedoukyaku. Unsheathing this from the saya on his back, he had swung this in front of him to the left with both hands on hilt. Then swinging this to the right, listening to the wind and force soar at speeds through atmosphere. Leaping off this mountain onto a small plain. Dragging the tip of zedoukyaku upon soil then lifting this to the edge of a mountain top whilst leaping; This in half now.,`
"Hm."
Sat Jul 19, 2008 12:57 pm