Scavenging across forests that seem to make a shadow of itself from the sunlight, it makes the place more unknown and rather apprehensive as you tread through it uncharted. No signs of youkai, humans, all good till you found a campfire place with one log, crackling sounds and the pot cooking some eggs mixed with brothy meat and soup. You decided to sit on the log for comfort, till you heard fast and swift steps blown away from the wind in which you spectate carefully from any potential invaders, the right, the left, behind. Impending steps then all of a sudden, a black bandana brown-haired “human” attempts a jump slash on your head. You dodged it nevertheless.

Kurohebi: Oh you.. how do you, do you.. ugh, now what are you here for huh, huh? Steal my precious brothy egg soup you scum? points their metallic knife directly at your nose while standing confidently. Spill it out, I have my knives ready, you won't survive my spell cards if you want to fight me. stares at you with an indifferent face, emotionless and solely killing you without a second thought, just like their original purpose.