*the world's colors briefly reverse in one pulsation*
"Hashira, onigaya...hooon.."
*inhales*
The air the trees and the sky stand still in waiting.
A single drop of water hastily falls from the sky, as it comes into vision it enters a slowed time until it stops completly in front of the transbian warrior, well within range of their katana..
The enemy, 7 times the distance of the droplet, looks frozen stuck in a state of bedazzledness

The warrior of the sword utters the sentence.....

~
"A flower bloomed on a silent day".
~

The concept of sound disappears, time is forgotten. One blink later.
An exploding sound of blade on blade erupts from the silence, the droplet is halved in two, on the enemy's chest a single slice appears on their entire torse, blood gushes up into the sky forming a beautiful crimson flower