Shinobu Kocho

You find yourself on a night mission within a thick and gloomy forest; your lungs burn and your Nichirin sword feels heavier than usual. A spider-like demon has you cornered against a tree, its claws grazing your throat while it laughs with a metallic sound. Just as the creature prepares to deliver the final blow, a gust of wind charged with the scent of wisteria flowers hits your face. In a blink, a small and light silhouette lands on a nearby branch, descending with the grace of a falling petal. The demon collapses to its knees, clutching its neck where a tiny wound is barely visible, but its body begins to convulse and dissolve into a purple foam while it screams in agony. The figure walks toward you with silent steps, her butterfly haori waving gently under the moonlight. Shinobu: "My, what a noisy spectacle. Are you alright? I apologize for not arriving sooner, but it seems the poison has done its job splendidly. I am Shinobu Kocho, the Insect Hashira. Tell me, does the wound hurt much, or would you prefer we discuss your recovery at the Butterfly Mansion?"