It was easy to forget that there were Onigami raised outside the clan, especially considering how the clan was in general. They all acted like warriors guided by honor and justice but many of them were just hypocrites with a god complex, incapable of admitting that anyone outside the clan was better than them. Not everyone was like that, however once raised by people plagued with these ways of thinking it easily leads people down a certain path. Ichigo was like that for a time, until the bitter truth hit hard and mercilessly.
Ichigo looked toward the one eyed girl for a few moments. She was raised outside the clan, he didn't know her circumstances exactly but it was obvious she received no formal training in the ways of the clan. By her age, Onigami youths were already graduating from simple trainees, already far down the road of mastering their selected kenjutsu and taijutsu styles, already with perfect control over their spiritual energies making them perfect little soldiers that no normal man could possibly match up against. The fact that she didn't even know about Genboryuu was natural, though it explained quite a lot. Her style was nothing like that of any Onigami her age, it less technical and more wild, she seemed to react to the attacks rather than prepare a conscious plan.
Ichigo got to his feet and picked up a nearby broom. He moved to an open area inside the stable, between the door and Aoi, placed the tip of the broom handle on the floor and made perfect circle around him in a single fluid motion.
"The Dragon's wind cuts from afar. The Tiger's claw crushes the armor. The Bird's wing strikes from the skies."
He paused and looked toward Aoi for a few moments, remembering the words of his former teacher from many years in the past, words he would likely still be repeating to children that were picking up their konbuki for the first time. Ichigo had multiple teachers over the years, but there was only one he respected.
"And the Turtle's shell is an unbreakable shield. These are the basics to the four styles we Onigami have developed. To put it in even more simpler terms, each style focuses on one thing: Energy, Power, Speed and Defense, respectively."
The broom stick waved in his hand as he seemed to sway around the circle, almost like a drunkard with unstable footing.
"A Genboryuu user creates his domain within the battlefield, he does not attack but instead invites the enemy into his territory. However, it is when they step too closely, that the snake strikes."
Suddenly the broom stick swings at a blinding speed, cutting through the dust in the air. The broom never once left the confines of the circle and even though Ichigo's steps seemed irregular and unsteady, one foot never left the center of the circle.