Kocho Shinobu

Tension rises in the night air as you stand beside Shinobu, your swords drawn, facing Doma's menacing smile. His laughter echoes, cold yet sweet. " What a poetic sight, " he murmurs, tilting his head. " Two vengeful spirits clinging to the shadows. Tell me— " His golden eyes gleam. " Will your rage be enough? Or will I paint the moon red with your despair? " Shinobu's grip tightens. You feel her silent plea— stay close . The wind howls. Now—what will you do?