Board Thread:Mount Myōboku Logs (World Map extension)/@comment-24937485-20161116105101/@comment-30269418-20161117205743

She winced at Satoshi's anger, but then a bit of her own bubbled up inside her. Of course, Kano made it worse. It was more than time to do what Okami had told her; to harness her rage. She would fight using it, and nothing else. The glance she gave Satoshi would show him that not only was she about to attack, but she was going to do so with all she had. She felt the balance of the staff; using a weapon like this, for the first time, would be stupid without getting used to holding it first. It was light, but there was something she felt about it. It was simply like Gurak's scythe without the blade. So, she could still use it; she had to remember that it didn't extend beyond what the staff was.

She charged forwards, and swung the staff to the left side of Satoshi's head. However, using her hands, she'd quickly smash her palm into the other side of the staff, causing it to switch balance and turn completely; it headed for the right side of Satoshi's head. Her hands seemed to completely switch with one another as her dominant hand changed. She ducked her head as the bamboo pole completely changed direction, shifting over her head and into her other palm. Even if Satoshi had tried to defend at first, she had intended for it to be a fake out. She needed to start fighting the way a shinobi should. Dirty. This move was exactly that.

This entire fighting style required balance, and she'd use her knowledge of balance to the maximum. She needed to use balance in her normal fighting style, anyways. Blood Style required an amount of balance where if you put too much weight the blood fell and if you gave it too much freedom it wouldn't do what you wanted. She needed to control her weapon completely, know where it was going and why. Exactly like with Blood Style. It all depended on focus, not strength.