Weapon Soul - Muramasa (Matsuro, Kusaru)

Name: Matsuro, Kusaru
Key: Airide
Skill or Tier S: Weapon Soul - Muramasa
Reasoning:
Lost to several people within the Dome and started questioning his own training
Fought a lesser phantasia
Lost an eye
Saw the results of someone going crazy from infection raising over 20%
Started the process of re-training themselves w/ a new handicap

Moment:

Matsuro, Kusaru furrowed his brow as he concentrated on watching the exchange between the three as he rested his hand on his practice rapier. A last he wasn't completely bullshiting when he told All-Star and the others that he'd be focusing on learning how to refight in battle. While he wasn't doing too much he still wanted to properly focus on his training with his main weapon of choice he was going to attempt to learn the ins and outs of it through various repetitions and observation of others doing the same. Thankfully he was able to scrounge up enough sovereigns to gain a practice one, which he had already damaged because he was so used to using a broadsword that his muscle memory hasn't fully kicked into the fact he was using a much lighter sword made for thrusting attacks than full swings.

"Okay, so that's how one does it," he said paying close attention to Saigan as they continued.

Matsuro didn't use a rapier, but he did study the technique, or at least practice with it before when he was young, at least, he remembers having some issues a bit especially when he was doing it with a broadsword, and yes he still had that issue even when using the practice rapier in his hand. He scratched his head a bit trying to think of a good way to actually practice this for a few times once he did learn how to use a rapier recently.

Keeping a steady stance he shifted his position with the katana in hand lifting the blade up forward a bit as he started to thrust a few bit times, it wasn't in a rapid session since he was still trying to accommodate the weight of the katana

Thankfully he was used to the weight so he held the weapon a bit more properly before he started to make a few more rapid-paced attacks, before eventually lowering his weapon To take a few breaths. He wanted to steel his mind a bit more as he started to clear out any of the distractions around him. The sounds started to grow more muted as he started to allow himself to grow more with his sword in hand.

He stood facing forward while defining the four quadrants easily: north, south, east, and west. He thought about the four sub-quadrants, called octants: Northwest, northeast-southwest, and southeast. He went back to the basics as he wanted to fully immerse himself back into the blade given the loss of his left eye left him permanently without one among other things.

As the sounds were muted all he could focus on was himself and the bond he was reforging with his blade. He couldn't quite tell it exactly or rather he couldn't find the way to properly word it, but he wanted to grow stronger with his path of the swordsmen, he wanted to sever those that stood in his way, shatter weapons, while these dark feelings manifested, he still wanted to truly learn the way to 'cut'. He didn't want to ignore this bond held with his blade as he simply wanted to follow the voice he heard and see where it would take him.

Matsuro gritted his teeth as he was starting to feel the various pain reverberating in his head as he reached his hand over to his missing eye. This wound of his still pained him ever since he took such a wound from the Lesser Phantasia. "Uaaagghhh!!" He cried out as he stopped his focus a bit as he started to allow those dark thoughts to cloud his mind once again. He didn't know if it was a growing infection. He tightened his grip around his weapon as he started to focus his mind as he tightened his hand around his only salvation, his blade. His rivalry with Saigen didn't matter anymore as he wanted to simply carve his sword through the dome and Phantasia surrounding.