[ Masamune's approach is wickedly precise, exclusively honing in on his weak spots. The flashiness of their normal bouts is gone, replaced with a chilly efficacy. His brain and heart both expected a different kind of battle, and now he's struggling to adjust, anticipating blows that aren't coming and eating the ones that are.
He shifts gears and goes on the defensive, but it's too late by then. His knee buckles and he hits the ground. ]
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He shifts gears and goes on the defensive, but it's too late by then. His knee buckles and he hits the ground. ]
Agh...