Goff: Cobdogred and Rodoku

Jacob was in a rather bad mood, this was something that the swordsman wasn't typically. He usually was a fun loving guy that didn't judge someone on their appearance and gave people second chances. However today was different. He sat on a stool in a random bar on some random island. Drunk, drunk the fool was; and the next person that came through the door would relieve his wrath.

Greim Glowheart was walking through a town. He was really calmed in this moment, although he was eager for a fight. He looked around, looking for a good place he could find an opponent in and he suddenly realized that in most cases, the best place to look for a fight was a bar.

He looked around in the search for a bar and he found one in the corner of a block. He entered and looked around... who would be his next opponent?

When he heard the door open he looked up tilting his head to get a better look. It was another swordsman, someone that look familiar too. Hell if Jacob wasn't so dammed drunk, he would have known who he was by the first glace. However that didn't matter, the only thing that did was that poor bastard just walked in. Jacob took his large sword off of his back and stood up. "Flash" Like a rocket he shot at the other swordsman slashing his own blade, he's using the momentum of the speed technique to increase the overall power of his slash attack.

Greim saw a guy in the bar stand up and take out his long swords. Oh god...this was the fight he was looking for. Greim took both his swords out just in time, because the guy "disappeared" and reappeared not far away from where he was starting to extend his sword to land a slash on Greim. What the hell was going on with this guy? He didn't even present himself or ask for a fight.

Greim rose both his swords in a crossed slash and blocked the sword thrust. Greim admired his swords in his mind... especially the blue one. The angel sword. He still had to find the other one. The other one was his father's old katana, it wasn't of the highest grades, but it was a good one.

Greim stepped away from the swordsman. He didn't recognie him at first sight, and he couldn't think of where he had seen him before. He slashed with a double parallel slash of both swords, not trying to reach the foe with the swords, but cutting through the air and sending two diagonal and parallel airslashes that produced a howling sound.

It was his Hoemasu Slash.

Jacob despite being drunk was still and excellent swordsman, mainly he was operating off of instinct and muscle memory at this point, but it was all the same. He stabbed his large blade into the floor bad placed his foot against it. When the airblades hit the sword it shook the floor of the bar, however it did little to move the sword its self.

Jacob pulled out a second sword, this one was a normal sized katana. He moved to the right of his large sword and jolted ahead as if he was going to charged at Greim and leave it behind. However it was just a fake, using his body to hide the movement of his left arm Jacob grabbed the large sword and swung it at his foe sending a diagonal airblade. Quickly flowing up with a super fast airbullet from the katana by jabbing the blade.