Nathan stood before Morosuke's castle.
The same courtyard. The same stones beneath his feet. The last time he had stood here this ground had been painted red, bodies piled in every direction, the air thick with the smell of blood and iron. He had carved through Morosuke's men without ceremony back then, without hurry, because back then he had taken his time. He had been making a point.
Right now he had no interest in making points.
"Yukihime." His voice was even, almost quiet. "I leave them to you. Kill them all."
She turned to him with that unhurried grace of hers, and smiled. "As you wish, Ryo-sama."
He held her gaze for just a breath, then nodded once at Hanzo. Together they moved, shadow steps carrying them upward and forward in a blink, their bodies dissolving into the air above the courtyard before a single one of Morosuke's men could register what they were seeing.
