“Shut up,” snaps Samidare. He leaps nimbly across the ricefield, making perfect use of the terrain as he hops from islet to islet amid the waves to evade the storm of falling water. “It disgusts me that you would dare defile the heavens with your foul presence. But you can do no more than attack; you can do no harm, especially with the sun newly arisen in the east. The eye of the Heavens is upon you, monster, and the Heavens will see you fall.”
Once the chaotic waters begin to settle, Samidare springs forward and lashes out with the dreaded Eagle Claw Strike, to crush his enemy’s windpipe and thereby silence him.
The claw silences the island; blocks the storm of the farm and dominates the terror of the sickle!