Consequences

It was not an even matchup. He was a man who had never put his life on the line for anything, and here he was, having to fight someone of Gengyo's experience. Someone who had charged headfirst into battle when the odds were stacked entirely against him. Someone who was used to facing multiple blades at once – someone who was used to killing.

'I want to run…'

The ronin thought to himself.

'I really want to run…'

But that was not an option for him. If he ran, he would be chased, and if he was caught, then he doubted those that caught him would be forgiving. He would be revealed for what he was. They would be angry. Especially that apprentice of his, who had dedicated more than a year of his life to serving a master as incapable as he.