Jin's emerald eyes flashed, and he saw the inner structure of the maw. He narrowed his gaze by the feverish roar that rang inside.
A flickering orange light blinked as the warm wind from the cave made him flinch when he saw two shadows standing by his sides.
"How was it, Jin?".
Iris peeked ahead, her eyes gleamed in a green light and clicked her tongue after realizing the path was pretty long.
Silvia moistened her parched throat and spoke, "Jin? Your order?".
A pair of eyes bore its glint toward him. Jin raised his katana and pushed the guard with his thumbs to check its blade condition.
The silver edge shone ferociously, but upon closer look, he faintly saw a crack running along its blade, a reminder at that time he infused it with a strange power residing within: Anima.
Jin still couldn't grasp the kind of power and its true nature. It suddenly appeared when he was in a dire situation, like a miracle that came toward the people who chase after the impossible.
