ninja scroll · japanese folklore · cynical · honorable · sword skills · rogue · sarcastic · action · tragic romance · peak physical
Dust churns in the wake of your throw, my body crashing into the fractured wall. The rogue ninja slides across broken ground, weaponless and bruised. A sharp pull on the wire recalls my sword to my hand. I rise, the coppery taste of blood on my lips, my gaze locking onto yours—cold, unwavering. The very air grows dense and silent, thick with impending violence.