An hour or so later it was time for the semifinals of the sword-fighting competition.
Oboro was up first. She was still smoking a cigarette as the fight began. She ended up taking her opponent's sword and more or less literally beating him unconscious over the head with it.
Then Ryo was up.
You'd all seen Lady Satomi fight. She was the only one who seemed to be even remotely in the same league as Oboro and even then she was a distant second. Still, she towered above just about everyone else you'd seen. You'd heard some chatter from other members of the crowd that she was, apparently, rather high up in the Yagyu nobility, as far as her pedigree went, and that she was extremely favored and close with Shingen and, in fact, betrothed to Prince Hiroshi.
You got the idea that Yuan wasn't going to be the only one who got beat silly by nobility today.
Satomi was quite the looker, and wore her flowing black hair long. She wore a somewhat revealing but classy kimono beneath her ornate lamellar armor and had an equally ornate katana.
She gave Ryo a respectful bow but said nothing, already in her game-face mode.