Gon Roux and Code Jiro

The sea rumbled ominously in the distance. The tide lapped and murmured at the two men's feet. Musashi threw his scabbard into the water as he drew a drying pole. Gon roux changed directions by leaping nimbly to the right. A line of white foam streeped across the surface as Musashi ran up on shore with gon roux left. Their lives were totally absorbed in deadly combat, free from conscious thought. In the waiting stations countless people held their breaths.