<span style="font-style: italic">"Shouldn't we stop and-" </span><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"No. We have to go as fast as we can."</span><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"I need to treat your arm."</span><br/><span style="font-style: italic">"You can do that later. I'm fine."</span><br/><br/>"Shake a leg, you two! I can solve any and all problems after we head into town." Blake blurted out to the two, waving at them as he was already making his way to Asakusa. The moment of urgency was long gone... The Black Blades have fallen to the fox's might... They could relax, well at least Blake could.<br/><br/>Though a soft smile was on his snowy face, a sword soon met the mystic's face, his smile left unfettered.<br/>"I am no enemy of yours. Why do you turn your blade on me?" Blake asked.<br/>"Those Black Blades came and caused a real ruckus. Were you followed by them?" Asked the guard.<br/>"My friends and I? Hardly."<br/>"Why are you? here, then?" The other guard asked.<br/>"I warn you... It will soon be nightfall... And I sense many wounded and injured. Have you no doctors here?"<br/>"A Mystic?..." The guards turned to Blake, shock and amazement in their eyes.<br/>"Man... Show some respect!" The other guard said sternly to his companion, who quickly dropped his sword. What turned to another moment of trying to set soldiers at ease soon turned to a moment of pleading. Guess it really was that bad. "I apologize for our heavy-handedness. And I dare ask you a favor... The Black Blades attacks have attacked us some hours... Most of our ranks, even our Captain is wound-"<br/>"You've said far too much. Let my friends an I pass and I shall see what I can do."<br/><br/>As the guards had finally stood aside, Blake walked in with a little smile on his face. "Had they finished... I would need to make sake right now... I could actually use some."