[ nic's not exactly capable of telling where other noises are coming from, but he does feel the cold breeze from the doorway. frowning now, he slashes his katana through the air and is rewarding by another gust of wind right to the face. they're getting warmer (figuratively). ]
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[ he smirks, but readies his blade. ]
Where else?
[ nic's not exactly capable of telling where other noises are coming from, but he does feel the cold breeze from the doorway. frowning now, he slashes his katana through the air and is rewarding by another gust of wind right to the face. they're getting warmer (figuratively). ]