Swift and Graceful Breezes lowed fluently as they rustled the integrity of Sioux'S Long Flowing hair that resembled a flowing Red lake of beauty that cascaded down the banks of his backside. Walking int the Dojo he had Specifically asked that No one Come here...For the fact that he has not gained full control over his massive spiritual pressure and wished not to place any one in harms way less he loose control of hit.
"Such a Pitiful state i am in...i cannot even control the power that has blessed me...But..will give it a shot..."
He has trained in the Blade Style of Iaido, And so took a stance accordingly. His Hand Firmly on his Blade as it length was longer than most starting Asuachi blade welder he closed his eyes. sensing the places and obstacle around him by means of his Spiritual pressure interacting with his surroundings. He Took one step forward on his Right foot...his breathe was still...his Patience seemed eternal as he merely stood there..in the one step extended position...and then
"There!"
He said Using his extended right foot as a medium for his next choice in movement which was a forward dash whilst he dashed forward His hand already firmly unsheathed his blade and extended the hand that held the blade in a fluent Upward slash...He Severed the Doll Before him...though it was far from a perfect slash...he did the vertical alignment almost flawlessly...at least in his mind it was though in reality it was far from it.
"Unacceptable...The Semi-try is entirely to far off it seems...time t try again..."
He said preparing himself for yet another round of strikes.