"Who ARE these people?" Yuzuki was peering out onto the battle field watching the battle commence.
One man with a sword and bright red hair, whom was fighting another man with a spear shouted something as he swept the other's long weapon up and away.
The now disarmed opponent to the red haired man gasped, looking back to where his spear had been flung, high into the air and whirling like a dangerous fan.
It soured many feet up until it abruptly stopped, a hang grasping it firmly and halting its ascent.
"What are you doing, Toshiie?" The voice sounded young and cheerful as it called down in question.
Blond hair, the edges tipped in red with a tiny ponytail set high, held together by a large black band with some colourful beads crowned the man who had leapt up to take hold of the flung spear. His clothing was white with one armoured shoulder and a purple caplet covering the other.
Two swords were at his left hip and a red mask on his right.
As he descended, he attacked the red haired man