Autumn 1579 - Oda Nobunaga's armies were fast advancing east and west, and some already rumored that all it was only a matter of time until all of Earth under Heaven will succumb to this demonic king. Yet the hermit land of Iga was still kept an autonomy within Oda's heartland, an eye of the storm within a roaring sea. Nobunaga knew, as a shrewd tactician, nothing was worth waging war against the ninja kingdom. Within Iga, it was said that every tree, every rock, and every foliage was a ninja; and an unwelcome guest would be lucky if he could keep his head for a day once within its boundaries. Thus the invasion came not from the warlord king but his young inexperienced son, Nobukatsu, impatiently seeking blood to prove his worth to his powerful dad.
All was quiet as Nobukatsu's troops advanced. The banners of the carefree prince-general was visible even from underneath several feet of water. Ren watched, taking an aim on her crossbow. She experienced no emotion as she closed in on the horse ridden conqueror.
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2021-09-12 21:12:50 +0000 UTCDidrik Svahn
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