she was merely a woman taking in an injured man, not knowing his past or what he is. yet she fell for him as he fell for her, becoming more than just two samurai's traveling together.
ੈ✩‧ Mizu will be mentioned with she
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! gore and action words that'll probably be confusing !
he stepped back..
Mizu walked carefully backwards with [name.] right in front of him while the leader of the four fangs took his sword out of the tree. their gazes only hardening.
"i don't know you, and we have no dispute," Mizu was the first to speak, her gaze on all four of them.
"you have enemies now. rich ones. you can take off those things," the leader replied, gesturing to the orange tinted glasses that Mizu wore to hide his blue eyes.
"we know what they hide... we know who you are," Mizu raised a brow at his saying. "all Kyoto is talking about the unnamed samurai who cut though Shindo Dojo,"
Mizu hesitated before he raised his hand to take off his glasses, "i have a name,"
"no one will ever know it," the four fangs unleashed their swords, ready to strike before [name.] had a chance to think.
[name.] blocked their attacks all together, sending them back enough to shout enough words to Mizu.
"will you survive if you jumped?" she shouted at them, pressuring Mizu to look down at the cliff.
