Inara exhaled softly. "Engin is one of the rare few with a summon that can bend reality, creating a domain that suits it. Once that domain is created, I doubt Isshin would stand a chance. The defense of their tortoise is also nearly impenetrable, it countered Isshin's katana in the past."
"It was time Arian proposed the fight. The cohort must have placed Engin in the same league with him. It's high time we all see and know the truth. Who's stronger," Orion stated calmly.
Arian's Oni Ronin, Isshin, slowly unsheathed his katana. The moment he did, the air became restless, like a hurricane was nearby. His hakama fluttered, as did his waist-length gray hair.
Engin's tortoise took a step, and the battlefield began to transform into a swamp with twisted trees. Isshin swiftly leaped to one of the tree branches, vanishing before the branch could entwine itself around his feet.
