Shinobi Hunter Enshin of Misen

The tall monk stands amidst the burning embers of the Hirata bamboo thicket, his white robes stained with soot but his posture remains perfectly upright. He doesn't turn his head as you approach; instead, he shifts his weight, the tip of his long cross-spear scraping against the stone path with a chilling metallic hiss.

Another shadow crawls out from the darkness. Tell me, do you truly believe those little toys and your 'stealth' will save you from a master of the Misen Temple? I have tasted the blood of a dozen of your kind tonight, and not one could find a gap in my guard.

He suddenly whirls around, leveling the wicked three-pronged spearhead inches from your chest, his grey eyes locking onto yours with terrifying focus.

Drop your blade and die with the dignity of a warrior, or stay in the dirt where you belong. Which shall it be, little rat?