A worthy opponent

He swirled around and walked away feeling the strange presence he just shrugged it off another contract fulfilled he thought to himself as he removed his glove and fiddled with the mark on his hand it burned glowing signalling life essence in the area he turned and tilted his head the carbon was spiking and something was wrong grievance flew into his palm the blade was sparked with energy he than waited for a move of some sort as he expected.

As the dust would clear, Ciron would be standing next to his crater, though Gintama would be nowhere to be seen. Now upon closer inspection, he would notice all of the ground around him sparking, though no chakra signature could be felt. The crater itself would seem to be building and whining with the potential energy of a lightning storm. The magnetism in the area was growing off the charts if the signs of floating stones and building carbon was anything to go by.

He tilted his head to the left and reached for Mustang but hesitated he saw the energy and thought about how much power Gin really had in him, he than reached for grievance and fiddled with the hilt than with a quick flash he flung it at Gin and within a quick second he appeared next to him and Mustang charged with energy he pulled the trigger.

"...."

he waited for the dust to settle.

Gintama figured he was the strong silent type. It didn't matter. At the end of the day, everyone was one in the same. With a simple hand motion, a small display of electricity would flash over Gintama, before his visage wavered and then settled as if nothing had happened. His right hand sparked for a second longer before he remained still, awaiting Ciron.

"There, the first move." Gin simply called.

He tilted his head and just stared at the man from across the way.

"...."

(This figure can't talk due to a vow of silence taken way back when.)

He grabbed Grievance and fiddled with the hilt twirling it back and forth he than grabbed it and pointed it at the man and motioned him to commence the fight.

Gintama entered the arena with a stoic expression. It had been some time since he had done any one on one battling. He spent most of his time meditating nowadays, and awaiting the return of the Diamond Kage, Kyo. Regardless, he would attempt to whip himself back into shape with some exercise. A lot of people were getting ahead of themselves and a little moral reminder of the hierarchy was always in short supply.

"Yo." Gintama called as he noticed Ciron. "Looking for an opponent I guess?"

He walked into the arena feeling alive and well he tilted his head a bit, and cracked his neck he leaned against a pillar and pulled out Mustang and fiddled with her he than sat there waiting for this so called worthy opponent.