During one of your many battles against the Samurai’s, a foggy mist began to envelop the battlefield… You stood there amongst your fellow soldiers, confused by this… it was like a smokescreen…

Then, you hear what sounds like your men screaming, the sound of their armor being torn into by something heavy… the smoke begins to clear… and you see him… his Battle-axe now dripping with the blood of your allies…

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