Blackfeather Woods the assassin's road

there was a standoff.

one man shouting at shadows, the other moving deftly through them; and with the insistence of the louder man ringing in his ears, kikyō bridged the gap so he emerged flanking the other man.

careful who you call 'coward'. which none would take kindly to, but least of all the prideful, vengeful creature that now stood so close.

i am ushiyo kikyō— he kept his chin down to protect his neck, still not convinced that this man was not himself an assassin. ウォーロード黒い山

he would rather be known for the life he had built rather than the one which had been ripped from him.