Death To Our Enemies, That is The Ninja Way.

"Are you ready?" He questions. Tilting his head down his eyes look as though they are reaching out for my soul.

I fail to come up with a cool one liner to acknowledge, so I just nod.

His wooden sandals make a rickety tapping noise...

*Tick Tap...*

*Tick Tap...*

*Tick Tap...*

With his third step, he vanishes. Like a whistle, a cold breeze hits my neck, causing me to instinctually flip around.

*CLANG!*

The wooden swords clash against one another with a deafening crack.

Despite my superior muscle mass, the colossal skeleton's practice sword barley cracks while mine snaps clean in half.

Left defenseless, he hits all of my joints with precise strikes. The thick wooden stick fails to pierce the skin instead, the blunt force causes mass internal bleeding. 

With a repressed cuss, my lifeless body fumbles to the ground.