Guardian of the Netherworld

As we traveled towards Hoshigawa, our carriage came to an abrupt halt, and a tense atmosphere filled the air. I could sense a powerful aura approaching us, and my instincts told me that it was not a friendly presence.

My hand instinctively went to my sword, and I whispered to my companions to be on high alert. Suddenly, a voice boomed from outside the carriage, causing the horses to whinny in fear.

"Who goes there?" it demanded.

As the carriage door opened, we were greeted by the imposing figure of the Netherworld Guardian. He stood tall and intimidating, his eyes piercing through us like a sharp sword.

The Netherworld Guardian didn't seem interested in hearing my explanation.

"I know why you're here," he growled, his eyes fixed on us with suspicion.

"You're here to steal from the entrance to the Netherworld!"

I held up my hands in a placating gesture.