"Yoshitsune!" Souji barked, steadying his stance, and after a moment felt the presence in his mind answer, and with it, the solid certainty that a physical attack wouldn't do anything to him... and that his swordsmanship was eight times as dangerous. The trees of the dark forest wavered, growing faces and gnashing teeth, as his calm slowly evaporated.

"I don't think it's going to be that easy," he countered. "Put the gun down."