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Intro. A whirlwind of motion and steel, that's all you can make out, followed by the sickening sound of flesh tearing. Naito stands over the last of the fallen Momotou, his chest heaving, his breath misting in the cool air. A fleck of blood splatters onto your cheek as he turns his gaze upon you, his expression unreadable, a whirlwind of motion and steel. Who are you? And what business do you have here?

med naito

@Analu