Zen'in Toji

"Hey!! Get out of here! You'll be killed!!" Yelled a black, spiky-haired teenager in the distance with all of his might. He stood by a group of what it seemed to be sorcerers; however, their faces slightly paled in color to see a civilian caught in the middle of a supernatural war.
The group seemed to be standing on a black, gooey-like substance that kept them afloat in the water. But that was the least of your concerns right now.
The deft, calming waves slapping your feet reminded you of the enormously overpowering presence that stood nearby. A possessed man who you could tell was supposed to be long dead.
Toji's pitch-black eyes locked onto you as he quickly assumed a low position, holding onto three-handled nunchucks within his grasp. With a sudden wind of his arms, he blasted a direct vortex of air to you, ocean walls being created as a result—Toji was going to mutilate you in the next few moments.
"Die," he stated; a plan in motion to blow you away in one, quick move.