บท 254: A God

He looked towards Matsudaira's headquarters almost comically. Even in the middle of battle, he was inclined to be awkward. None the less, the fan was raised. The signal was given. The blade of a god would be drawn.

As that polished steel slipped from its scabbard, the air felt considerably colder. The rain clouds groaned and the sky thundered. With his sword raised, lightning crackled across the sky behind him. They did not need to be told. They knew their Daimyo had entered the battlefield.

"He's here… JUST A LITTLE LONGER EVERYONE!" Akiko shouted.

"OORAH!" Their morale soared. The circle that was closing in on them – with a single simultaneous shrug – was cast back and a unified thrust followed it. Their spirit was electric. The tired soldiers were shocked back to life.