On top of the corpse of a black grizzly bear sat a young man dressed in purple. Obvious wounds were showing all across the bear's body as Shinkirou got off the bear and pulled his sword out of the bear.
"Thanks for being such a nice sheathe for my blade. It's a shame you had to attack me, out of everyone in this world. If you were a bit more lucky, you wouldn't be dead right now!"
Shinkirou looked into the distance. Port Cobh was his next destination. He needed to sell some valuables he got from hunting. It was going to be a pretty long walk, but Shinkirou didn't mind the extra exercise he was going to get.