Keiko's speed can handle Buchikowasu's gunfire! (15 Body)

Oh no! The count was up and you couldn't think of anything! Buchikowasu's eyes were smiling smugly, even while her mouth was hidden, as she aimed another shot at Keiko. She fired! Keiko still had no idea how to use her sword! There's no way she's getting out of this one, is there?!

No.. A miracle occurred! Keiko dodged the shot at the last second! The bullet hit the ground and ricocheted uselessly off of it. But one miracle wouldn't be enough... Buchikwasu didn't even need to reload! Already, you could see her firing another bevy of bullets from what ought to be a very slow-firing weapon!

Still, Keiko wasn't going to be defeated. She had to sacrifice little more than the toes of her stockings, as each bullet hit around her feet instead of getting anything critical. She was closing distance quickly! Until a real hit landed, the duel wasn't going to be closed; Keiko could make up all of the distance!

"You call yourself a hunter? Well... I'm a hunter too! No priestess will escape me!" your champion called out as she continued to close distance. You could see a mixture of aggravation and terror growing in the so-called hunter Buchikowasu's eyes, as that outdated samurai got closer and closer to her with that strange sword. Finally, Keiko got within striking distance. She might not have the aid of an opportunistic god, but she took the opportunity; she drew a cross slash, in the air, soliciting a cry of aggravation from the other girl as she chopped a wide gash through most of Don's priestess' clothing, sending leather and cloth flying. The next attack blew off her armor, scattering gray metal pieces everywhere. Finally, the referee mercifully called it, indicating for them to break. "Perhaps this is an opportunity for you, Buchiko-san," Keiko sighed, offering a no-nonsense frown. "An opportunity for you to realize that you, like every other priestess, are wasting your time competing in this Kami Kurobe."

Cool line, Keiko! The fight suddenly seemed to be in your favor. The other girl bristled, hearing that pet name of hers used.

"Bu-chi-ko-was-suuu!" the other girl roared, shaking her fist irritably. The only thing she had left was that tattered, stained, tiger-print two piece, with the word "DON" printed across the back and the cigar-smoking skull displayed on her tattered black stockings. Bits and pieces of metal and black, leather clothing lay all around her. This outfit gave a pretty good look at that meaty ass of hers, and her wide hips, which... could use a little bit more of Keiko's signature martial training. No, there's no use beating around the bush: Buchiko was a little fat for a priestess. She did still have her mask on... you didn't know if that was a point of pride for her or actually a way Don had invented to stop her from spreading germs.

Seemingly disgraced, she turned and fired a few more shots even though the round was over... In a split second, Keiko defended against them by breaking her sword into free-floating rectangular segments, blocking pinpoint areas with their reflective surface. Huh! She could have saved herself some footwork if she'd realized earlier she could do that! Now she's even better prepared to ward off Buchiko's attacks!

Don wiped his forehead with a sweaty handkerchief, then smirked in your direction. "Your priestess got pretty fuckin' lucky just now, huh? But opportunity don't strike twice, unless it's my opportunity. Let's see if you got anything in your bag of tricks for when I change the game up..."

Uh oh... That seemed like it was code for moving to the next phase.

((Body +2))
((Faith +1))
((Buchikowasu's Tier -2))