[So far only Sephiroth had the smallest fragment of any of the skills that he'd had available to him as SOLDIER on Gaia; courtesy of an often-imperfect custom job. Where exactly that tallied up again any type of real-class ranking would forever remain an unknown.
Sephiroth's expression remains that precise, passive-cool which often accompanies when he's got Masamune out and ready for an engagement. But for a slight curl to one side of his mouth, between silver bangs, as Cloud raises his own sword.]
Good.
[Masamune comes away from it's position only a fraction, before the next thing Cloud knows a gleaming silver blade is coming towards him in a smooth uppercut motion-]
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Sephiroth's expression remains that precise, passive-cool which often accompanies when he's got Masamune out and ready for an engagement. But for a slight curl to one side of his mouth, between silver bangs, as Cloud raises his own sword.]
Good.
[Masamune comes away from it's position only a fraction, before the next thing Cloud knows a gleaming silver blade is coming towards him in a smooth uppercut motion-]