Expressions

The shimmering call of numerous sword blades continued to howl. 

It had already been almost a year since Ryu began to stand, completely unmoving. By now, the Holy Battle Ground was completely flooded with swordsmen of all skill levels. Some had even brought children and teenagers forward to enjoy this shocking phenomenon. 

The woman couldn't help but observe Ryu with a complicated gaze. From the small bit she knew about Ryu, he was obviously not doing this on purpose. It wasn't that Ryu didn't have a 'heart' or 'morality', it was more so that Ryu didn't have the time to waste on such things.