"Put the sword down," Jotou warned.
"No; no, I don't think I will," his helmet faced her down.
The blonde's eyes glared up.
"Ignitia," barely even moving his fingers, a small ball of flame blasted in between him and Jotou.
Jotou stepped away and sparked her front half in an instant. She lowered her arm from her face and with widened eyes stared; she took off the pack she was carrying and threw it aside.
"Consider that a warning, 'Thundering Blade'," he said and Jotou could feel the mockery oozing out.
She unsheathed and sparked her armite sword.
"That's your response? You're trying to be a legend, aren't you?" the smile could be heard. "Let's see who deserves it. Show me what you got," he pointed with his large sword. "Blaze Shot," he fired a bead of roiling scarlet flame that grew the further it flew towards her.
