>"It was underground, on the other side of a chasm, with an underground river running through it. I didn't have a chance to get a really good look at it, though, before the youkai attacked me."
>Think back, try to recall all the things she said. all the things she said, running through my head...
>"She mentioning something about a war. And that she wasn't the only one of her kind... Or, rather, that she wasn't always the only one. And that torii could have been down there for ages."
>Gesture to the sword.
>"And then there's this thing. It seems tailor-made to fight spiders. Or, maybe just spider youkai..."
>"Thinking on it, there was something else. She hated me, that's for sure. But I'd be willing to say that she hated this sword even more. And she was afraid of it, too, maybe even more afraid of it that she hated me. Something happened to her, Ichirin. Something bad, something bad to her and her kind. And this sword has something to do with it, I'm sure."
>"But... Maybe... there's still some hope for her." Pause, then swallow, sighing softly. "But I don't want to ask you to do that. She may be too dangeous."