The white haired man found the other man's warning to the twins he'd previously hunted to be something completely unnecessary. But it had been a long time, since he'd done such a thing with spectators about. The female of these twins looked at her male twin and frowned. She obviously wanted to stay but she also realized the danger, she turned to begin travelling away but the words of the man who'd previously hunted her and her twin rang out. "Don't send the children away, you've saved them already, let them watch until the end." The white haired man said as if he hadn't been chasing this pair through the forest recently apparently intent upon their deaths. In a moment of charity for one reason on another the swirling red of his eyes fluctuated sending out a barrier of yang chakra which created around the pair a bubble for their full protection. "There, I won't tolerate you holding back on me, I want to see this~" the man still seemed beyond amused, and after opening the Eighth Gate he felt like his person was on fire, but such a feeling was being controlled by slow deep breaths. "Yosh!~" The young girl to her credit pumped a single fist in the air, apparently excited that she'd get to continue watching without risking her own life, which was very strange considering the man who'd done it, had initially been the one she was running from.
Soon enough his patience was rewarded by the opening of the Eighth Gate by the other man and the claim that he fought in the realm of gods. "If that is the case, you must be one too," he mentioned as he took note of the dragon seal moving on the man's person. A grin came to him, and he laughed in a way which would make many think he'd completely lost it. "What's that saying, about dragons and tigers..." he seemed to have found something amusing, "Oh yes, it was ryuuko~" he said, a statement which meant they made the greatest of rivals, and a complete archaism likely unused and unknown by most. It seemed that this man would get to experience some sort of great amusement and he as such when he was motioned towards the man, he'd take off towards him. His form was fluid and centered around the core of his being, he'd then immediately strike out with his arms with their clawed hands. Each of the barrage hits he aimed to berate the other man with would be swift, sending pulses of tiger head chakra out of his fists aiming to neutralize the man's body with each of his strikes, helping along the process which would ultimately cause the true mortals to disintegrate from their use of the final gate, should any of them make contact without any resistance.