[Matoba unwinds some bandages from his sleeves and carefully wraps his forearm- bandages up both arms now, what is he- some sort of cage fighter?? But it was best to take care of these things quickly, lest some smallfry think that fresh exorcist blood was an invitation to a meal.]
[Especially such potent blood. Perhaps that could be why that malice-filled ayakashi was so attracted to him- there is certainly a different, oppressively cold aura to Matoba now than there was the last few times Norimune had come across him, although he holds it skillfully under tap.]
That one is... a legacy of my clan, you might call it. For centuries, it has targeted us- or more specifically, targeted the right eye of the clanhead.
[Matoba chuckles, grinning back up at Norimune as he tucks the end of his bandage.] It seems that not even Hell will come between its attacks. Interesting, isn't it?
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[Matoba unwinds some bandages from his sleeves and carefully wraps his forearm- bandages up both arms now, what is he- some sort of cage fighter?? But it was best to take care of these things quickly, lest some smallfry think that fresh exorcist blood was an invitation to a meal.]
[Especially such potent blood. Perhaps that could be why that malice-filled ayakashi was so attracted to him- there is certainly a different, oppressively cold aura to Matoba now than there was the last few times Norimune had come across him, although he holds it skillfully under tap.]
That one is... a legacy of my clan, you might call it. For centuries, it has targeted us- or more specifically, targeted the right eye of the clanhead.
[Matoba chuckles, grinning back up at Norimune as he tucks the end of his bandage.] It seems that not even Hell will come between its attacks. Interesting, isn't it?