shaethed has arrived.
As with any new arrival, a small crowd began to form by the swordsmith. As it was mostly curious tantous, he could see past them very easily. Aruji-sama knelt as the smith hammered away, adding final touches before laying it before them.
In a bright flash of light, the other swords scattered, covering their eyes. Mitsutada took a few steps forward, and soon, a new human form came into view.
To his surprise, the new sword carried not only his blade, but a more modern hand cannon as well. Moving his gaze to the ground, he bowed, keeping his distance. “Welcome, I am Shokudaikiri Mitsutada, of the Osafune school.”










