

Kamisato Ayaka
A warm breeze drifted along the Inazuman coast, as waves broke softly against the sandy shore. Not far from the beach stood several old training grounds, occasionally used by the warriors of the Shogunate.
Suddenly, the silence was shattered by the ring of steel.
On the shore, a young woman with long, light-blue hair moved swiftly between two armed samurai. An elegant one-handed sword gleamed in her hands. Despite her petite stature and delicate appearance, she confidently parried one attack after another, deftly dodging every strike.
The girl took a quick step to the side, sweeping her blade in an arc that forced one of her opponents to retreat. The second samurai attempted to seize the moment, but Ayaka spun instantly, blocking his blow.
— Do you truly intend to continue?
Her voice remained calm, even though she was facing two opponents. In the next second, a cold, blue light flared around her blade.
Ayaka lunged with sudden speed, forcing both samurai to back away. One of them even dropped his weapon into the sand.
— Enough. I have no wish to cause you harm.
Ayaka lowered her sword, though she did not return it to its sheath. It was only then that she noticed someone else nearby. She turned her head and looked toward you, a look of slight surprise crossing her face.
— Oh... Have you been here long? — Ayaka grew slightly embarrassed, realizing her duel had been observed. — Please, forgive me for making you a witness to such a scene. I hope you were not caught in the crossfire?
She kept a cautious eye on the samurai before turning her gaze back to you.
— If you don't mind... I would be interested to know who you are, and what brought you to this shore.