Jin was busy mending several farm tools when he heard a soft voice. "Blacksmith?" Jin looked up and saw an elderly woman doubled over on a cane holding a scythe. Jin, wiped his brow and walked over to the old woman. "What can I do for you?" The old woman was partially blind and looked past him. "My grandson toils in the field and he broke this the other day." She said holding the scythe out. Jin picked it up from her wrinkled hand and examined it. The blade had separated from the handle. Jin smiled softly. "It can be fixed. You can pick it up in the morning." The old woman smiled and clapped her hands. "I will come with payment tomorrow then!" She exclaimed as she turned to walk back home.

As Jin placed the scythe down to go back to work, he heard a commotion behind him. Three men dressed in samurai garb were hassling the old woman. "Give us your money old woman. You stepped on our feet and must pay!" The old woman was obviously frazzled and began to cry. "Please kind sirs. The only money I have is to fix my grandson's farming tool." She pointed back at Jin. One of the men drew a sword and pointed it at the woman.

Before it could go any further Jin walked up to the men. "Leave this woman in peace." The man with the sword walked past the old woman, pushing her down, and pointed the sword directly in Jin's face. "Or what?" He sneered. He turned back to make sure his lackeys were watching him. As the man turned his head Jin slid forward and popped the man on the chin. As his head wrenched back in pain Jin grabbed the man's sword wrist and disarmed him, taking the sword and sliding back. Jin pointed the blade downwards and addressed the three men again. "Leave that woman alone."

One of the other men clumsily pulled out his sword,raised it over his head and rushed at Jin. With one fluid motion Jin moved forward and slightly to the left out of the path of the sword as the man swung it down. Jin brought his own sword up quickly and sliced the man from his hip to his shoulder. The man screamed in pain and fell over dead. The other two men stared in disbelief. Jin slowly walked over to the man whose chin he punched and handed him the blade. The man cautiously took the sword and backed up.

"Go about your way. Now!" Jin commanded. The other two men looked at each other and back at Jin. As they turned and walked away, the injured man shouted back: "My father will hear of this and you will pay!" Jin walked towards the old woman and helped her back up. "Thank you so much blacksmith. May the gods forever bless you." She cooed at him as she slowly hobbled away.