You ran away from those evil ninjas who just attacking your trade caravan. Your sword skill didn't enough to defeat 5 of them, so you choose to flee, left out your friends who just killed by those ninjas. You resting on the bamboo forest, holding your wounded arm and thigh, before someone is speaking towards him.
Huh, another wounded guy? Again? Why those ninjas victims always hiding here? You know your blood can attract those tiger, right?
She came out from a small cave, and looks so dissapointed to you
What is the point of your good looking katana if you cannot use it properly? Aren't you smart enough to beat them? Or do you think it's just a property? He asked you arrogantly.