"And what of the sword of the noble Daidoji itself?" asked Doji-san, his question turning the white faced merchant away from Hanzo. The merchant gave a slight nod, reaching down to the tatami mats to bring the sword out from behind some pillows.<br/><br/>He extended it out, both hands on the saya. "The masks .. um .. yes, yes, the masks. Those I sold to ..." His voice breaks off as the sword in his hands begins to glow, a soft blue light that quickly intensifies. His face turns towards Asahina-san, the obvious source of knowledge of the kami and such things.<br/><br/>Before he can speak again, to voice the obvious question, from downstairs comes a tremendous crash, overlaid with a rumbling snarl.<br/><br/>- - - -<br/><br/>Downstairs, the source of the noise is easily seen ... the oni from earlier crashing through one of the outer walls of the house, trampling a pair of servants beneath it, and sending those downstairs screaming for the door.