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Somewhere in the Mibu Palace, displayed in a dark room among an abundance of magical artefacts the clan hoarded, a crystal ball cracked.

Only two men were present to witness this ominous occurrence.

"What should we do?"

"Go." Kyoshiro ordered quietly, not trusting his voice to hold its neutrality; nor the walls and their proverbial ears. "Just... watch over them for now. Please."

With a light nod, his most trusted deputy departed on his mission, ten loyal retainers swiftly following him in the shadows.

Buying time was imperative. For the moment what the superstitious clan didn't know wouldn't hurt them.