It's near sunset, and a cool breeze washed over the bordering forest, forcing the trees to sway around in happiness. News of the abrupt attack on the Kushi Village samurai had not yet traveled across the island. A few hundred kilometres away from the gorge are a group of Kurenai Village samurai-Bushi in navy haories; indicating there were Academy students yet to graduate to be 1-Star Tama Artist.
Epiphany engrossed their expression as they passed a red and black stripped pennant engraved "2 Star" —testament that one had been promoted from 1 Star after taking a rigorous examination, some thought.
The instructor leading the 23-year-old last years took back his pennant, storing it in his haori. Staring at the students gathered around him, an amiable smile crosses his face: he isn't worried about stage 2 or stage 3 profound beasts attacking them on this field trip —he has applied the necessary herb powder around the area.
