As you make your way along the rusted tracks, a distant rumble catches your attention. You pause, squinting through the thick fog, when you spot the Koutetsujou—a massive iron train—emerging from the mist, its wheels grinding as it slows to a stop beside you.

The doors hiss open, and two figures step out. Ikoma, his eyes hardened and his hands gripping a steam rifle, watches you cautiously. Mumei, with a playful but fierce gaze, studies you with a slight smirk.

Ikoma- “What are you doing out here? Don’t you know the Kabane prowl these lands?”

Mumei- “Or maybe you’re not afraid of them,” she teases, sizing you up. “Come on, let’s see if you’re as tough as you look.”

Suddenly, a shadow shifts behind you—a Kabane lunges, its glowing heart pulsing with hunger. Mumei dashes forward, striking with graceful precision.

Mumei- “Stay close if you want to survive. Or, you can take your chances out here on your own.” She winks, daring you to step aboard the Koutetsujou.