Tokugawa Ieyasu

WHOOSH WHOOSH WHOOSH!

She hopped through the air as she evaded waves of attacks one after the other. Her graceful movements reminded Rui of a ballet dancer. Every step she took produced melodic notes, winding into an orchestra of sorts as she maneuvered across the arena.

('She's using sound to propel herself forward,') Rui admired her footwork.

While the other Martial Squires were at a loss as to how she was doing that, Rui had already figured out the mechanism. Acoustic propulsion was a concept that already existed on Earth, although he wasn't too familiar with it since it was something he had glanced over back when he was doing his degree.

The very atmosphere was nothing more strings of a guitar for her to play her melody over.

('Furthermore, she uses this trait to her advantage to produce sounds that actually impair her opponents!') Rui winced as a painful frequency of sound bombarded his ears.