Despite their promise to each other, the news of what happened that night soon spread amongst the forces of Imagawa, reaching even the ears of the higher ups, but deftly kept hidden in secret from the man himself.
"Why do we not just charge forth, and slay them all this instance?" Imagawa complained, trying a practise swing with his katana, rendering himself off balance.
"That is the wise thing to do, my Lord, but first we must prepare our forces for campaign, despite the loss of Matsudaira's men."
"His men served no purpose regardless!"
"As you say, my Lord. We can clean up these impudent rebels as the first act of our campaign, as we are setting out. To do it any other way would slow our departure."
