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<span class="mu-g"><span class="mu-i"><span class="mu-s">"HAH-HYAH-KIYAAH"</span></span></span>
You don't waste any time retaliating, and press your foe with two horizontal slashes, followed by an aggressive forward thrust for his midsection, hoping to wind him and open his defenses to an overhead strike of your own. Unfortunately, he's every bit as nimble as you are...
<span class="mu-i">WHUF WHUF WH-TCH</span>
He ducks under one slash, steps back and twirls quickly to avoid the next, and when you lunge to extend your faux-blade at him, he shocks you with a picture perfect forward flip - exactly like the one your mother taught you - and sticks the landing <span class="mu-i">on top of your sword</span>. He weighs nothing, perhaps as a result of being wrought from shadow and magic. The sneer opens up to a gleeful, toothy grin and those wide, burning eyes staring down at you. You withdraw the blade and he demonstrates an equally effortless backflip to land on the ground again, facing you.
You're raising your katana with the intention of making another attempt to land a blow, and the stones beneath your feet tremble. The entire chamber shakes, including the mirrors, which are still full of swirling grey smoke on the inside. You have to widen your stance and steady yourself not to lose balance completely.
<span class="mu-r"><span class="mu-s">Dark Zuzo</span></span> looks up to the left and then right, seemingly also confused by the sudden disruption, but says nothing. Instead, he sheaths his katana at his waist and takes a step back.
He raises a hand and... Waves to you, exactly the way that you had waved to him just moments ago. Unsure what to make of this, you watch as he continues to step backwards, right through the surface of the mirror and into the clouds of smoke trapped behind its surface. He is still smiling, and staring, as he disappears into the haze. After a few seconds, all of the whirling dust and smoke inside of the reflection dissipates, revealing a more accurate depiction of the chamber - this time all of the walls, and the ceiling, contain a reflection of you which is accurate in color, posture, and fidelity to your movements.
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