He looks down at the jackal that just drew his sword and challenged him. He shakes his head for a second and look at him in disbelief for a brief second and sighs.
"Really?" The tiger ask as he places a hand on the hilt and one on the scabbard.
The cocky jackal stands there, grins and nods.
"Fine then." As he closes his eyes. A breath. Another. He pictures his opponents sword. Pictures his stance. He tilts his head for a second as he realized something. A shit eating grin forms in his mind. He recognizes the mark of the swordmaker. This will be fast.
Another breath as he unsheathes his katana, and in a single powerful stroke he strikes just above the guard cleaving the sword in two. Without missing a beat he secures his blade back into its scabbard.
The jackal simply stands there mouth hanging open in shock. The tiger quietly smiles, bows, and walks away.

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epic artwork by Absolutely love it!