"Hmm...Lets see. Your saying that you'll let me keep wielding Masamune, as if you could do anything to stop me, if and only if I work for you? Heh, your a bit arrogant, making demands on my turf, dont you think?" Hiro said, using his blade's magic to create a tornado around his opponent...Which didn't work as he planned. A small, meter wide dust devil appeared right in front of his foe, not nearly intimidating in the least. "...I hate that, you know, Masamune?"
"Hiro, you need better control..."
"Yeah, yeah..."
To anyone watching, it would look as though Hiro were talking to a inanimate object, due to the fact that the voice of his blade would not be able to be heard by anyone else. However, at least Hiro knew who he was talking to.
"Anyways...You got a lot'a nerve, coming here and giving me orders. You got the bite to back up that bark?" He said, this time creating a wall of ice in between the two, setting up the field of battle.