The clone without a name missed, but he knew that that wasn't the end of the fight. Feeling the rush of air from behind, he swung the Masamune behind himself in a wide arc, and blocked. Looking back, his green snakelike eyes darkened.<br/><br/>Moving fast, he shoved the other boy off, and turned. He was standing straight, now, and adopting a very familiar stride to his movements. "You seem familiar, boy. I think your father was in my memories." He said, calmly. His voice was deep, with a charismatic edge to it, and he had an air of menace. Three cracks were heard as he moved his neck in a wide circle, the snow white hair shifting as he did so.