Espina sits cross legged in the middle of the forest of menos, Several adjuchas hollows standing at what they consider a safe distance. He is twiddling with a small rose, And suddenly he shoots a bala at one, Ripping it apart, Causing the others to move further away from him.

Hiruma walked up to him.
Still spunky I see.

OOC: this isnt spamming; Hiruma this is a warning, i see that one lining again, your posts will be deducted

((Lol. . ))

Hiruma-san. . .Hello . .Wanna fight? I'm bored, And a spar would be good training.

He grins ear to ear, Rising off of the stump, The adjuchas in the area fleeing like the scared little mice they are.

Hiruma tapped the hilt of his katana . He took a few steps forward and smirked . He narrowed his eyes and spoke .

Lets make it Hand to Hand combat .

He sighs lightly.

You know i'll win in hand to hand. . .A lifetimes worth of assasains training is rather useful.

He smiles, Before shooting a cero out of his foot, Creating a crater under him. He keeps perfectly still though, His spiritual pressure holding him up.