Skillful Play

It was mid afternoon and as usual the sun sat up high in a cloudless sky, scorching the sand village bellow. Nobunaga found himself on this hot afternoon day sitting under the shadows of a large building the loomed not to far behind him. With his legs crossed under him and his hands placed over his knees, the silent giant of a man calmly sat on the cool sands the covered the training ground floor with his is body covered entirely by the black cloak that loosely draped over him. The ringing of clashing metal echoed throughout the training grounds as Nobunaga's eyes followed two shadow clones of himself fighting a few yards in front of him. Watching and analysing himself fight himself, the two shadow clones both had their Ninjato's out. Sparks flew as metal clashed and sand shot up as punches were thrown and kicks were dodged. A thin cloud of dust and sand began spreading across the training ground as the two clones continued at it while their creator silently sat and watched. Pulling up his multi-weave mask as to not inhale any of the sand in the air that now surrounded him, Nobunaga would continue to silently watch for a while longer before he involved himself and made it a three way fight.

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