"He-hey hey, Ishii… Are you sure we should be helping him?" someone inquired, addressing Ishii, who appeared to be in charge of the group. Despite their lack of combat prowess compared to Jasmine and Neal's group, the sheer number of individuals armed and ready to assist a total stranger caught Noah off guard. At least twenty people stood at the doors, with an even larger group inside.
Ishii, wielding a katana and surprisingly adorned in gear similar to Noah's full suit, could only stare in disbelief at the scene unfolding before him, his mouth slightly agape. Despite his astonishment, he felt a swell of pride in his own accomplishments, honed through years of training in the way of the sword, steeped in his family's historic tradition.
