Wrath
I felt the raging warmness. The three, unfortunate captains were being scolded. I was relieved the consequences were only this rising temperature, and a very long sermon. I once carelessly discarded the haori – it had become too bloodied, and it reeked of unpleasant odours – and returned only clad in blackness. I was too apathetic and bored, then, and ignored the whispers alarming me of the furious presence.
The confrontation resulted in a long, destructive battle. I quickly healed my own wounds, but the soutaichou still had several diagonal slashes on his chest – the healer arrived too late.