Blackfeather Woods the assassin's road

were he not trained as a true samurai and had he not obtained the many life lessons of a man proven in battle time and again, kikyo would have taken greater offense to the wagging tongue of the boy—and although he felt that tongue to be owed to him, now, he would not let the judgement and the cajoling of shinjou to exact any reaction.

it was enough to hear him cautioned by his lord, for now.

another thing altogether to hear this lord speak so plainly towards kikyo's situation. his jaw tensed again, this time while eyes trained upon masa. they will return when they have a name for me, and i will go and i will take the head of my enemy. however, masa was correct.

he could not wait forever. masa saw plainly the truth that kikyo resisted.

a long breath is drawn in, sighed out.

and you, akashita masa? do we stand upon your han or do you roam, the same as i do?