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Kenshiro hesitated for a long time, perhaps longer than he had over any other question in his life. Air and darkness, both close elements, both promise to complement his fighting style well, but which one? Finally, the samurai settled on darkness – a tribute, both to a warrior from Mirai, a land so similar to Kenshiro's homeland, and to his own destiny, which had led him here. The peak of shadow. A ghostly appearance. Three worlds, converging here and now. Unknowingly, Kenshiro had embarked on this path long before he entered these ruins. Let him take more time to study it – the ghost of this battle has nothing to fear.
E si sui vius, er mi grans benananza, e si ieu muoir, er mi grans deliuriers