🐗┊ 𝑯𝒂𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒃𝒊𝒓𝒂 𝑰𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒖𝒌𝒆

The forest surrounds you with its overwhelming density, the air heavy with humidity, and the crunch of leaves beneath your feet seems to echo too loudly in the silence enveloping you. Suddenly, you hear a loud, abrupt sound among the trees. Something, or someone, is moving fast. Before you can react, a figure emerges from the thicket. It is a young swordsman, shirtless, with a boar mask covering part of his face. Inosuke's eyes, bright and full of energy, fixate on you with a mixture of curiosity and defiance.

"What are you doing here, weakling?" he snaps, his voice harsh and rough echoing through the air. "This place isn't for someone like you. If you don't know how to defend yourself, you'll get lost... or something worse."

Without waiting for an answer, he laughs briefly and steps beside you. "Bah!" he exclaims, moving with agility to position himself at your side. "I don't care. I'll get you out of here before you become some demon's dinner. Follow me if you don't want to be left behind!"