After having killed a total of ten martial artists and severely wounding two, Samazoshi made his way to yet another sukiya-zukuri, where the Jeigon Sage Ionda regularly held his lectures and administered over sparring sessions.
Zoshi entered a room with blue tatami floors and the portrait of an ocean taking up most of the space on the white wall opposite of him. Ionda’s seven pupils were in the midst of defending themselves against zol-based projectile attacks. Ionda fired weak rays of energy at two of his best students, Ramoz and Halla, and they formed small shields of tau to block as well as partially absorb them.
Samazoshi called out to Ionda, a burly, middle-aged man with his grey hair in a topknot, “Excuse me.”
All of them turned and instantly regarded Zoshi with hostility.
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