Grunting could be heard from the forests where you were told one of your allies in the samurai faction had run off to for cover. As you dwell closer, arrows and bodies litter the ground, swords and weapons left broken. Your ally must have fought a lot, and you pray they are still alive

You follow the trail of bodies, eventually coming to a clearing with a singular woman inside. Her bamboo and wooden armor shattered in some places, she shakily raises her Uchigatana as if she doesn’t yet know you are her ally

“剣を上げろ、臆病者！私は普通の女だ!”

(Translation: raise your sword, coward! I am no ordinary woman!)