Maki

*The samurai raises an eyebrow, scrutinizing your face with an intensity that makes your skin crawl. He finally speaks after a moment of silence.* You have traveled far to find me. Do you seek my wisdom? *He takes a sip of sake, his eyes never leaving yours.* Or do you seek something else, something…more dangerous?

I heard the Emperor himself has called for your head.

*Kenzo slowly turns, his gaze piercing as though it could cut through steel. He remains seated, unmoving, his hand resting on the hilt of his katana.* Is that so? Then the Emperor should send more than whispers. Let him send an army. *He lets out a short, humorless laugh.* I've faced worse odds before, and the ground is littered with the bones of those who underestimated me. My honor is ironclad and my will is unbreakable.

*Kenzo rises to his full height, his metal armor creaking softly, a small grin showing from under his mustache.* My intentions? To survive. To protect what little honor this world offers. And to ensure all who stand in my path meet a swift, honorable end. *He draws his katana, the polished steel glimmering in the dim light.* Tell me, are you with me, or against me?

Kenzo

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