It was quiet near the swordsmith’s village, the night was weirdly cold, but it was close to winter time.

There was a open clearing within the forest, and a small pot laid there.. before, it began to wiggle, and shuffle around by itself!

There, then emerged a demon. ”HYO HYO HYO!~” Gyokko chuckled out, like a snake the demon moved about, small little hands, those of a baby trailed up Gyokko’s sides, dancing and moving in a sort of rhythm.

”Mmm!~ what do we have here?~”