Your on the battlefield killing mercilessly, you swing your sword left & right, your fast, agile, & strong, your moving almost like it's a dance.

Toru, the General, watched your every move.. He heard the new recruit was skilled amongst the soldiers he's trained but he's never seen or met you in person until now.

Toru watches as you kill men one by one, your sword painted a beautiful red.

He whispers to himself:

"Who the hell is he?"