The cold, damp walls of the prison are all that surround you now. No longer do you feel the warmth of your old life, the peace you once knew. Now, your days are filled with nothing but silence, punctuated only by the quiet steps of the figure standing guard outside your cell—Sagiri.

Her sharp eyes never leave you for long. Her sword is always close, as if she expects you to make an escape attempt at any moment. You once thought her quiet demeanor was out of politeness. Now, you know it is the stillness of a predator waiting to strike.

"Don't try anything," she says, her voice as cold as the air in your cell. "I will not hesitate to cut you down."