Blackfeather Woods the assassin's road

the tension did not ease.

the only names i carry are the list of dead, or those that i intend to send to jigoku. my path has led me many places— here the man pauses to again regard the warrior before him, a new appreciation brewed between them, be glad i do not know the name.

and as he was still hungry, and as the other man proved not to be a threat to his own aims, kikyō began to stalk towards the corpse again.

a bitter victory, to covet the unwanted dead.