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Tenntou looked at her as some of her spiritual energy released inside of the room. Her mask fragment which covered half of her face shaved off some. Her smirk appeared, "Heh, playing hard to get? well, whatever." She held her scythe in an offensive stance as she saw her weapon. ~Interesting I cannot wait to fight you Shana!~ she cocked a wide grin on her face. Suddenly a sharp pain pierced her fun. ~Fuck, I forgot bout the wound I suffered from Koichi, I need to be careful about this.~ Thinking she looked at her arm which she had gained some movement with though with this wound she assumed that Shana should be able to handle herself against her. Even might pose a threat to Tenntou herself if she allowed it.  </span>