"I do not want to fight you."

Kuroki said, her voice echoing through the snowy meadow, a large room at the top floor of her museum. She was kneeling in about a foot of snow, facing away from you.

"That feeling of vengeance... It will not cease here."

She clutches onto one of her water talismans with both hands.

"I speak from experience."

She snaps the talisman in half and stands up, facing you as she traces lines in the snow with her bladed Sansetsukan.

"Now leave, or be forced to."