[i]A faint sigh escaped the pale lips of the armed woman, as she slowly drew the katana blade that hung at her waist. So this was the Samurai Tesuto...he seemed potent, to say the very least.[/i] [i]Luana didn't respond to the robot's question, whoever: she only spoke to those that she followed and respected, and so far - nobody at this Dojo was respected by her standards.[/i]