As the man shouts, Kane Shiba is already moving. He bodily shoves the figure next to him to the side, drawing his sword in a single motion, low across his body to ward away the attack. The two blades collide, and for a moment it seems as though the Lord Shiba has blocked the stoke. Then there is a sound like the calving of an iceberg, and the zweihander shatters near the crossguard. Kane Shiba is already throwing himself backwards into a roll, and comes up in a crouch, sword hilt held in a reverse grip.
"Call off your dog, Kuchiki, or I will put him down. I need no sword."
In his youth, Kane Shiba had been famous for his hand to hand combat skills, and had taken down numerous armed opponents before with only his hands and his own strength.
Behind him, the cloaked figure has its hands drawn into the sleeves of its robes.