Hoaning the blade - Training

Blade drawn, sights ahead, his thoughts only had one destination. The bringing of death to people who posed a problem to the soul society, those scum were not to get away, ever in Toshiros sight. However all though he was serious through out this day, in general he seemed pretty careless as he reviewed his surroundings. His mind was blank regarding how he had arrived here however he was now in one of the biggest training grounds known to any Shinigami. Not a soul insight, beneath the dark crescent moon. The petite lean shadow casting over to the left side of Toshiros body as he admired the challenge ahead. His feet firmly on the ground in front of his stood the largest dummy's around. They were around eight foot tall and not afraid to fight back. It was unusual yet enticing, with out a doubt Toshiro wasn't going to let the likes of these dummy's, who were literally dummy's in every way get the better of him. His Zanpakutō, Hidenori remained clenched firmly within his right hand as he looked each and every one of them up and down.

They all had some what of a sinister vibe to them, all though they were big there was one thing all ways to consider in situations like these that shed some light on even the worst scenarios, "The bigger they are, the harder they fall" the brief words of motivation required for Toshiro to succeed within this extensive training, the aim of which was to hone not only his blade but the zanjutsu he was taught back at the shinigami academy along with his speed and Hoho. This training was a combination of every thing. Without a doubt it would take a while. With that thought a large spiritual pressure began radiating from one of the five large dummy's, in a brief moment it began to dash towards Toshiro as, with every step a large form of spiritual pressure solidified the dummy's body allowing it to crack nearly any thing it stood or touched, with that in mind it dealt a lot of damage to the ground, leaving a trail of foot prints behind as well as generating cracking sounds which were instantly sent out into the darkest parts of the night. Toshiro raised his blade thus pointing it at the vile creation in front of him.

Who ever had created this thing was skilled, their objective could have been similar to Toshiros, a success in training. Either way, these creations posed a threat thus were to be defeated in fair combat. Today, like every other day Toshiro wore his regular shinigami outfit, consiting of his sandals, the large shinigami robe and his Zanpakutō which unlike usual was attacked to his back, all though only the holster remained on his back due to his Zanpakutō all ready been drawn from its rightful holster. As the distance between the dummy and Toshiro grew shorter. Toshiro took a deep breath. His lungs swiftly increased in size as he inhaled the air around him. However he hadn't exhaled the air he had sucked in, yet. He edged his body forward and began running at the opponent at quite high speeds. The area of the training grounds was pretty impressive, after all if was a large, pristine training grounds in the middle of which would highly likely be the place where Toshiro would clash with the over size opponent.

It wasn't clear what the dummy was made of nor was any other simple information such as ,was this dummy about to deform if he was to be cut? Or are they even defeat-able? Regardless of a variety of doubts Toshiros arms lowered slightly allowing air resistance to draw up vastly through out the duration of his movements. Step after step his speed increased until he had finally made contact with the Dummy. The sheer weight of his opponent over whelmed Toshiros blade, only for a second or so, if it was to be any longer it would likely be all over for Toshiro, in a brief space of time. His feet rotated slightly as he gained firmer grip into the ground. Upon their class a large just go sand was sent into the surrounding area, meanwhile the other dummy's simple stood and watched the as Toshiro sprung off his feet and went for a large, yet quick slash on the dummy's arm. He knew for a fact that his Hoho would come in handy. He stopped and simply vanished out of sight to the dummy. All though he was initially moving so quickly that he wasn't to be noticed by the naked eye.

Without a doubt he had potential to become like his fellow captain, the master of speed, either way he had a long way to go. Upon his arrival at the right arm of the Dummy, he angled his blade in order to cut upwards, in one swift blow he struck straight through the arm, due to the fact that his movements were so quick, the results of his first strike were yet to be noticed even though they were felt by the dummy taking the attack straight on. From what Toshiro had analyzed, this dummy had a unique characteristic which allowed it to battle quickly and effectively in close combat fighting, all though speed wasn't considered within creation of this thing, either way it was useless. Toshiro took five more steps towards the dummys left arm, this time the attack was from behind and thus Toshiro struck the blade once at the elbow joint of the dummy and the other at the sheer socket of the arm connecting it to the rest of the body. With out a doubt it posed a effective strategy. After the three killer strikes, Toshiro instantly flash stepped back infront of the dummy, only to witness its arms slam onto the ground in a piece, or two.

A part of Toshiro felt sorry for this creature, all though it was a dummy it seemed to have felt pain as it cried out in horror in the exact same moment that its arms fell from the joints connecting them to one another. During the moment the dummy cried out another one, similar size seemed to had flash step or moved at incredible speeds that even matched Toshiros and swung at a wide arc, the trajectory of the strike being either Toshiros face or body, all though it wasn't too clear. He raised his blade up at the first of the large thing and swiftly cut its knuckle which send out a shockwave the moment the blade made contact with the dummy all though it also pushed Toshiro partially into the ground. Even though the dummys were fighting one by one at the begining of the fight, they had seemed to have changed their tactic, as one took a blow the other would join into the battle, it was almost like a defensive mechanism which prevented the dummy to be fully destroyed as they protected one another.

The moment the dummys knuckle flew off its original location a large beam of energy was shot towards Toshiros. This beam of energy was extremely concentrated and in any other circumastance would generate a large hole in any thing it made contact with. The moment it was shot out Toshiro took advantage of his flash step to manuver out of the strike just in time. All though he managed to move out of the way the large beam devoured the dummy that Toshiro previously came to contact with in close combat. All though Toshiro himself couldn't take out these guys single handed, he could turn each and every one of them against each other by timing his dodges perfectly. All though the dodges were almost perfect, after a while it wold become tiresome. Flash stepping out of such close situations requires a lot of spiritual energy in order to speed ones movement up to such a degree that the attack is fully dodged and no longer poses a danger to ones body. His eyes caught sight of the other, remaining dummy's, one could use energy blasts that were almost identical to what Shinigami can use, the other wielded a large Zanpakutō that seemed around six inches thick and long. The one that was devoured seemed to have had extreme speed, whilst the one that remained with out a set of hands resembled a lot of strength. Each and every characteristic differentiated these dummy's making one more trouble than that other. However, all of these mean machines combined into one would be a real nightmare to handle all through it could be possible.