~The Monk~
Long ago, my people lived a quiet life on this mountain. Everything seemed perfect. Then things changed when Ashura came injured to us. I treated his wounds, but that was a grave mistake. On the third day of his recovery, my wife was nowhere to be seen. When I entered the room Ashura was staying in. I-I, I'm sorry.
~Kenchi~
What did you see?
~The Monk~
There were bodies scattered around the room. Ashura showed his true form. I managed to escape, but I could never return to the village...
~Maki~
Exactly how long ago was this?
~The Monk~
Ninety years.
~Kenchi~
(He's over ninety years old and he looks so young)!
~Maki~
Kenchi, we must go and free those people.
~The Monk~
He's too strong, you'll need at least one hundred-thousand people. He's been eating one person every three days.
~Maki~
It doesn't matter how strong he is. He'll be punished for his crimes.
Maki got up and left the temple.
~Kenchi~
(Is she going to try and fight him alone)? Thank you for your help.
Kenchi rushed after the ticked off Maki.