This battle is for Akira,Gambler,and Bruce Marxism only.
The old shrine stood alone in the middle of crowds of cherry blossoms,the morning birds chirped and fish jumped from the lake that sat peacefully behind the shrine.Stone steps weaved through a zen-like garden and a few ponds.An elderly man an old Japanese tune that melted in with the surroundings,a soft melody.
Inside was Akira Overdrive,a vintage warrior with the allure of the future.It was his retreat from the outside world that was filled with sorrow.He meditated
quietly and his katana sat in his lap,as incense burned and candles kept the room well lit.Then the mans eyes awoke there was some one there for him.
Akira stood up and kept his Katana by his side as he slid the the door open to see a man he knew well,Gambler the Villainous.There was a brief stop in time as Akira stepped down from the shrines steps,he greeted Gambler with a bow,then held his hand firmly on the hilt of his blade,in a crouching position ready to strike.