As expected... the daimyo had no intentions to honor his word and his surrender was an apparent facade.
However, amidst the chaos, something within Ryuken snapped. The demonic spirits that had become his reluctant allies over the years surged to the forefront of his being. One in particular, a spirit embodying unbridled wrath, took control.
In this state of frenzy, Ryuken unleashed a terrifying display of power, slaughtering thousands of enemy soldiers in a single night.
Friend and foe alike bore witness to the unrestrained fury of a man consumed by vengeance, his actions like a storm of blades and fire. The mountaintop ran red with blood as Ryuken rampaged through the battlefield, his humanity seemingly drowned by the rage of the spirit.
But at the precipice of disaster, as his wrath began to turn indiscriminately toward even his allies, Ryuken's resolve broke through the haze.
Memories of his father's words echoed in his mind...
