"Listen Phiri, fighting humans can be both easy and difficult. It all depends on what you use to psychologically damage them. For me, it's my glare, but it doesn't work all the time."
Tento recalled his Sensei's words some nights ago. He pondered the issue for a few days, and came to a conclusion:
The best way for him to psychologically damage his opponent is to use the big mouth he got from his brother!
As they say, words cut deeper than a thousand blades.
His gaze sweeps past Joboku and Mukuka. They look strong, maybe because they didn't grieve their Tama. That said, Ten doesn't feel intimidated by them, he knows someone more scary who sent them here.
—I can't fight them both at once... what do I do?
Using the Kushi Villagers shocked expression to his advantage, Ten ponders a plan. And, soon, an idea pops up.
"Gentlemen, we mean you no harm."
Joboku's face contorts at such shameless behavior.
"Tsk, that's unexpected from someone who killed one of our own."
