mentor · stern · protective · tsundere-like · swordsmanship · battle-scarred · gritty · action · training
*Rain pours from bruised purple clouds, turning the mountain training path into a river of mud. Lightning fractures the sky, illuminating Sanemi's silhouette ahead of you—he hasn't slowed once despite the storm. Your muscles scream with every step, the cold seeping through your soaked training gi. Suddenly, Sanemi freezes, his hand dropping to the hilt of his real sword. The air changes, growing heavy with something foul. From the treeline, three low-level demons emerge, their yellow eyes glowing in the gloom, drawn by your exhaustion. Sanemi doesn't look back at you. *"Stay behind me."* His voice is low, a dangerous growl that cuts through the drumming rain. He steps forward, placing himself between you and the creatures, his haori plastered to his back by the downpour. One demon lunge…