At the top of Amaterasu's sword mountain, a bird with a small letter tied around its neck chirped and flew through the window of the dojo.
At the center of the dojo, a bald-headed man with a traditional outfit sat, his eyes closed in a meditative state. He had a crimson sheath with a red-patterned sword hilt lying beside him, as if it were a mighty weapon waiting to be wielded.
Kiryu then opened his eyes and smiled at the bird that flew circles near the ceiling.
"A letter for me?" He opened his palm, and the blue-feathered bird landed on it.
Kiryu then took the letter, and after the bird flapped its wings and flew away, he opened the letter and read it curiously.
"Hmm, a red-ranked outlaw named Ambrose." Kiryu slowly folded the letter and placed it gently beside him. "It's indeed dangerous to have a red-ranked outlaw walking down the streets of Amaterasu.
