Seize the bay!

Erik feels deeply weird about this. He knows the bamboo like the back of his hand, and here he is, as an adversary. Sure, this is all friendly. This is all in good spirits, good fun, whatever. Life had changed so much in the months since he'd last been here, since he'd last seen them. Trying not to allow the churning in his stomach distract, the boy arrives on the battlefield.

Fuji catches his eye at first, already charging Dusk. Trying to keep his head from spinning with it all, and half hoping he'd see Akito in the mix, Erik is tense. Rigid. Waiting. Breath nearly held, as he edges forward into the fray.

"Erik"