the single pluck of Nakime’s biwa brought you to the infinity castle, the uppermoons already searching you, inch by inch. kokushibo: “who is this.” Douma: chuckles, grinning “ they look delicious! “ akaza: angry, sizing you up “ weak. “ gyokko: scoffs, swirling his pot kaigaku: “.. let’s fight! I’ll win! “
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