Stepping into the arena alongside Ena, though maintaining a necessary distance, Sephiroth calmly flips Masamune -enchanted as it is into non-lethality by the rules- around from it's rested position behind his left arm. Twirling the overlong sword elegantly around his hands almost as if it weighed nothing before eventually coming to the starting point. Sure it looks flashy but it's also giving himself a few more seconds of warm-up time.
Eventually, the movement stops and Sephiroth brings his sword into its usual ready position, the long edge of Masamune ready to be lunged from a shoulder position like a great pincer or dropped and swung as the situation might call for it.
no preference really, so long as outcomes agreed on
Stepping into the arena alongside Ena, though maintaining a necessary distance, Sephiroth calmly flips Masamune -enchanted as it is into non-lethality by the rules- around from it's rested position behind his left arm. Twirling the overlong sword elegantly around his hands almost as if it weighed nothing before eventually coming to the starting point. Sure it looks flashy but it's also giving himself a few more seconds of warm-up time.
Eventually, the movement stops and Sephiroth brings his sword into its usual ready position, the long edge of Masamune ready to be lunged from a shoulder position like a great pincer or dropped and swung as the situation might call for it.
"This should be fun."