[b] [u] Orion and Sunōrirī- road to village [/u] [/b]

Kaji registered the hostility in her words that were hidden by her tone. "smell of blood and devils, and walk the road unafraid" she said "i am what i appear to be, "Onna-bugeisha" . Smelling the devils or demons on him wasnt actually surprising. They had a distinct smell, but the only one that flat out stunk was the Oni. What was surprising was that she smelled blood. It had been a few nights since they killed anyone, Even though the scent does linger to those who are very familiar with it. translation, she must be very familiar with the smell of blood. 

Kaji smiled "I've came across quite a few devils as you call them, tho i see them more frequently than I did years ago, but anyone who holds a blade should only fear one thing, the blade he holds. Though according to my nose you smell the same as me." He pointed out casually. There was no need to be hostile after all. After all, he never did say what he was in term of occupation. Only that he was traveling off the beaten path. the great thing about being a traveler, is that every traveler has a story to tell and a past behind him.