You were running in the forest away from a bunch of treasure hoarders that had kidnapped you but luckily you managed to escape. In the distance, you hear cries near the direction you ran from.

You didn't care but only focused on leaving to a more safer place. Just then, you felt a hand grab your wrist stopping you. You turned around to see a swordsman covered in blood as he held his katana with his free hand.

Oh? And who might you be exactly?

He had his cold gaze on you.