(Y/N) is the last samurai of an elder village, after the sudden destruction of it, (Y/N) needs to find out who was the responsible of it, wielding his three swords, he'll kill everything that gets in his way, no Grimm or demon can stop him of gettin...
The whole amphitheatre remained silent, expectant of what was happening at ground level.
Weiss: That's....(Y/N)?
Ruby: He looks...
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Glynda: ...Mr. Kurogane...
Both (Y/N) and Carmine turned their gaze at Glynda.
Glynda: How....unexpected...of you to make us company today.
(Y/N): ...
Glynda: I was notified of your deployment due to a special "commission" given to you by the headmaster himself...a little far away from here.
Realizing what Glynda was trying to do by implying such a thing, (Y/N) simply played along.
...
(Y/N): And you are right...
Glynda: So what do we owe your visit? Have you perhaps...finished your mission already?
Hearing her clearly from above, Blake looked at (Y/N) expectantly, for just a moment, her eyes regained their sparkle, feeling a slight glimmer of hope as she waited for his response.
(Y/N): *sigh* Not quite; although it may seem otherwise, I am here on official business in regards to my mission....*mumbling* or something like that.
...
Fixing his gaze on Carmine once again, (Y/N) continued.
(Y/N): Even if it looks like a mere whim, I must embrace this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in order to complete my mission. Consider this....a "test run".
On her side of the arena, Carmine frowned at him with a slight groan.
Alyss: *whispering to Carmine* Is he nuts? What on earth is he talking about?
Remaining silent, Carmine motioned Alyss to be quiet with a swift hand gesture.
Carmine: *to (Y/N)* You face rings a bell, buddy...
Taking her first step, Carmine had attracted the full attention of (Y/N), who, still in place, fixed his earnest gaze on the girl. Observing her walk in his direction without batting an eyelash.
Carmine: "Kurogane" was it...? Interesting...
Stopping at a considerable distance, Carmine surveyed (Y/N) from head to toe. Bringing her hands into her coat pockets, she peered into the depths of his eyes. In response, (Y/N) glared back at her with sheer resolve.
Carmine's fiery and passionate eyes seemed to stare at him hungrily, the violent and chaotic sensation coming from them was masked-intent by the girl's slight smirk. (Y/N) was no slouch, as the gold in his eyes seemed to exert a heavy strain with the sharpness of his gaze alone, though stern and violent, it remained serious and expectant of his adversary.
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