“KENJIRO KEMONOMICHI”
The echoes of the battle had finally faded, leaving a haunting silence in their wake. Kyoto laid in ruins in a manner that spoke well enough to the ferocity of the clash between Bennosuke and Kaito.
Smoke curled from the ruins mingled with the scent of scorched earth and shattered dreams. The once vibrant city was now a desolate wasteland, scarred by the ravages of war.
Kai Nagano stood at the center of destruction and, with rue and resolution all over his eyes, scanned the vicinity. His enigmatic calm had been replaced with a look of vulnerability. The cost of battle was staggering, but it was a price that had to be paid for the safeguarding of the future.
“Man, what the hell am I supposed to do now?” Kai thought out loud. ‘Kenji’s gonna kill me, isn’t he?’