Not bad, Okita noted as the force of their bokken meeting shivered up to his shoulders. He leapt back as Reno shoved him away, using the push for extra speed as he spun out of the way of the redhead's slash. Not bad, but not really trained; exactly what Okita would expect from a fighter experienced with different weapons.

That made him unpredictable. Smile fading into a blanker look of concentration, Okita stopped the turn at just far enough to evade Reno's weapon, and thrust his own under the slicing bokken towards his opponent's stomach.