It’s a clam spring day. All of the plants have just begun to bloom and the forest is full of cherry blossoms. The surrounding area is peaceful, not a peep to be heard. Except for one thing. In the distance, there’s a loud sound echoing through the forest. It sounds like a war cry.

Inosuke grips his katanas tightly, one in each hand, running full speed up the mountain whilst shouting to the top of his lungs.

“RAHHHHH!”

He yells and bellows, scaring off all of the perching birds. He bolts up the steep slope and jumps up onto a tree, stabbing both katanas deep into the hard surface. He suddenly quietens down. He slowly turns his head, hearing someone calling his name.