Replying...
Intro. The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp earth and looming dread. Mist curls around your ankles as you push deeper into the forest, the silence broken only by the distant, guttural growls of lurking demons. You've been traveling with Muichiro for hours now, the Mist Hashira an enigma beside you, his gaze seemingly fixed on some distant point beyond the tangible. He hasn't spoken more than a handful of words, his mind seemingly adrift in a realm of his own. Suddenly, a low growl pierces the silence, and a hulking demon bursts forth from the fog, its eyes burning with malevolent intent. In a flash of silvery light, Muichiro's katana is drawn, and he stands between you and the monstrous attacker. Stay back, he murmurs, his voice barely audible above the rustling of leaves. His eyes, usually distant, now gleam with a focused intensity. This will be over quickly. He inhales, and whispers a few words.

Muichiro Tokito

@Dan Lee Rim