Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-26510601-20160428194222/@comment-26510601-20160429084905

Ikime was already grabbing at the hilt of a sword on his hip that had gone unnoticed before. He seemed to struggle with it though as the kunai easily landed by his side. Afterward, Ikime dropped a smoke bomb but simply ran out of it and from the forest and into the open space Isamu was still standing in. His speed was relatively normal, enhanced by nothing making him just a mere boy running around in a circle.

Isamu himself was diligent in this process, his eyes maintained on Ikime and observing him wholly. First noticing the katana he could only assume was live given the glint of metal and its aesthetics that made it beyond that of a simple bokken sword that Isamu was wielding at himself. Understanding this and knowing he couldn't look away for even a second with Ikime closing the gap between the two; Isamu could only bank on making diversionary tactics with his sword as to avoid being cut in twine by the blade that for all Isamu knew: Was going to be used to harm him horribly or even fatally.

Since Isamu was keeping an observant eye to Ikime during the process he could easily see where he was coming from and intending to slice from as the Nara attempted to approach Isamu's flank and from there attack his back side. But because of the fact Isamu easily saw this coming, he was able to turn around and match up with Ikime.

Holding his bokken with both of his hands, Isamu took a firm position as his feet were already planted into the ground and his legs bent slightly as to give a firm fixture to where he was at with the earth. With a horizontal slash coming for now his chest and his sword already being held out, Isamu leaned in and hoisted his sword up to the extent his own sword's guard would slam into contact with Ikime's own dull sword. The resulting clash would send Ikime's sword off balance and its blade into the air and more than likely throwing him off balance due to Isamu redirecting that clash with his own force. If this had been a live sword Ikime was using, it would've taken the blade clean off but given it was as dull as the wood Isamu was using: The wooden blade only now carried a notch at its base.

Whether or not Ikime was thrown off balance or not, as soon as the swords clashed and were thrown above: Isamu was already taking advantage of the golden opportunity presented before him. Swiftly and without mercy, he threw up his right knee straight ahead, dead towards Ikime's stomach. If the knee were to make impact, as it probably would given the little space between the two and suddeness of the attack, it'd probably mean a world of pain for Ikime. Especially if his body had not been properly tensed up before the knee throw, then it would be even worse.

If the knee were to make its impact, Isamu would then continue further on beginning to follow up for another attack for the small combo he was potentially creating. Unconsciously, not knowing if the sword he had was cut or not, Isamu would swing it diagonally to his left if it was still interlocked to throw Ikime even further off balance and even further in pain. With the sword by his left side, he'd bring his hands to his backside with his blade pointing forward.

Isamu was a serious fighter, and this kid wasn't going to get away with just a simple slap on the wrist for trying to insult his name... his family; his pride of the Taira was too much to simply let this matter go lightly.