Takasugi wasn't so petty as to attribute Kamui's success to luck. Nor was he going to concern himself with dramatically changing his own strategy. There were members of their class, or groups, or weapons, that would have caused more of an issue for the impulsive party than the scheming party.
Perhaps they'd just each selected their opponents wisely.
Though, asking???? for help??? There was a point where Takasugi's wisdom ran out, and seeking aid was it. Kamui could give him one if he felt like it, but other than a possible indication that he didn't have one, there would be no prompting.
Excuse you.
Kamui's condescension was met with Takasugi taking his final gulps of water before letting the bottle roll from his fingers to the ground.
His fingers relaxed around the metal of his blade, skin aching with shallow cuts from the corners of the instrument. The subtle motion wasn't his guard dropping, it was consideration given to that invitation.]
I wouldn't want to disappoint you.
[He'd raise a foot to kick Kamui over, his own balance reinforced by the tree. The blow itself wasn't meant to deliver pain, simply knock the other off axis enough to pursue with something more dangerous.]
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Takasugi wasn't so petty as to attribute Kamui's success to luck. Nor was he going to concern himself with dramatically changing his own strategy. There were members of their class, or groups, or weapons, that would have caused more of an issue for the impulsive party than the scheming party.
Perhaps they'd just each selected their opponents wisely.
Though, asking???? for help??? There was a point where Takasugi's wisdom ran out, and seeking aid was it. Kamui could give him one if he felt like it, but other than a possible indication that he didn't have one, there would be no prompting.
Excuse you.
Kamui's condescension was met with Takasugi taking his final gulps of water before letting the bottle roll from his fingers to the ground.
His fingers relaxed around the metal of his blade, skin aching with shallow cuts from the corners of the instrument. The subtle motion wasn't his guard dropping, it was consideration given to that invitation.]
I wouldn't want to disappoint you.
[He'd raise a foot to kick Kamui over, his own balance reinforced by the tree. The blow itself wasn't meant to deliver pain, simply knock the other off axis enough to pursue with something more dangerous.]