[i] The blue fire.. it wasn't Phoenix. He was dead, but this guy was so eerily similar from the tales he'd been told.. [/i] "Shame." [i] Ronin utters, actually wanting to see that sword drawn. He shrugs, his front knee bending before a blast of air erupts around him, launching towards Lucien. The speed..it was remarkable. Faster than what should be humanly possible, he'd just closed fifty feet in no more than a second. That fifty turned into three as he did something odd. He sent a closed fist, Left hook at Lucien's face, sword still at his side. [/i]