[color=662d91][i]"Genji Game? I'm afraid I haven't played any of those games, so I don't really know much about this place. Maybe I could Google some stuff?"[/i][/color] Ysran lifted up the left side of his robes and revealed his blue jeans. He dug into his pockets. No cell phone. There was a long cylinder in there however. Pulling it out, Ysran produced a large Cuban cigar. [color=662d91][i]"Huh. I don't remember Ysran having any of these left. He didn't develop a smoking habit. Huh."[/i][/color] He put the cigar back into his pocket. He checked his other pocket. No cell phone. But there were several pointed objects inside. Pulling one out, it was revealed to be a bullet! [color=662d91][i]"Nice!"[/i][/color] He pulled out several more. He pulled his gun out of his holster and gave it a whirl. He quickly reloaded and re-holstered his gun. Only one thing.[color=662d91][i]"Wait. Ysran is from the 1970's. He doesn't have a cellphone. Damn."[/i][/color] As the path continued, there was a large rock jutting akwardly out of the mountain. Coming closer, Ysran saw something quickly retreating behind it. It was long and thin. Likely one of the Samurai looking for revenge. Or possibly multiple. Ysran stopped dead in his tracks. Raising his right hand, he turned his head to Rawk. [color=662d91][i]"You see that rock up there? I'm pretty sure there's someone or something is hiding behind it. We might want to prepare for a fight."[/i][/color] Ysran silently pulled out his Machete and gun. [color=662d91][i]"Get ready."[/i][/color]