Ika had heard that his daughter Kat and Hagane had seemingly really hit it off in regards to being a formidable combat unit, and he wanted to see for himself how well they worked together as a team. Of course part of Ika's interest in this inherently was a certain level of boredom, but nonetheless he had invited the two of them to spar in a particularly sunny part of the desert. It was about the size of a football field, and while they didn't have to stay within it's confines he was kind of hoping that was where the action would remain at LEAST for the time being. Ika waited for them to arrive, with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands placed loosely in his pockets. His Gauntlets were very much visible given his current attire, which was basically just a blank tank top. He had tanned up nicely since arriving, and his cold blue eyes stood out nicely in the desert around him.

Ika entered the battle sealed, and as he noticed the two of them making their appearance. He would waste no time in making his intentions known. "Fight me with the intent to kill or I'll do it for you. When you're ready say so and we'll begin."

She really wasn't interested in a spar with her father, but he had caught her attention when she was told that someone would be joining them. Hopefully, it wasn't some no name, low life loser that she wouldn't be interested in getting to know, since she was taking time out of her nap for this. She could have been doing a number of other things like napping, eating, or killing a small demon spawn that she would never call her sister. However, she was walking up on dear dad, who seemed to eat, sleep, and breathe cigarettes constantly. She didn't get it, but whatever kept him calm was good enough for her.

She would continue walking the very, very long distance to where her father was standing before she would notice the other arrival. So, it was him? Her father's very own shield. She hoped that this spar wasn't about to be her fighting him or else she was turning around and she wasn't coming back. There was no way. Luckily, her father spoke some nonsense about them striking with killing intent, which left her to believe that they were actually fughting together. That was a good thing and actually made her all the more excited for what was to come.