Hikaru walked alongside Leon in the grassy forest, the chocolate-brown rabbit occasionally speeding ahead, but slowing down soon after. The duo were concentrating on getting to a body of water to rest and recover. He looked at Leon wondering why, exactly, did he join him? Hikaru remembered his past as a slave. He was forced to murder many innocent lives, and desperately wanted to wipe the slate clean. The duo arrived at a small pond, and began to settle down. Leon ended up cleaning himself, removing his black vest and loincloth to finish grooming. Hikaru rested nearby. Four, intricate swords made of light hovered a few feet above ground, next to him. "Hikaru" Leon asked, slipping his silk clothing back on. "Where are these... Seekers, exactly? You said they could help us."

"Their camp is not too far away, Leon." Hikaru sighed. "Let's just hope that Kangoku doesn't send any Shades after us." Suddenly, his ears twitched. He had caught the sound of a slight rustle in the gorse nearby. The three swords turned blade-first, ready to defend the duo against any dangers that would try to harm them.