Michihiro Morita's complexion changed drastically, "No, we need to get out of here quickly; perhaps the people from Ran'ei Shrine are nearby!"
He urged aloud.
"Swoosh swoosh swoosh!"
Just then, from all directions, a hissing and rustling noise suddenly arose, as if something was crawling underground. This was followed by a hoarse voice, "I have found you, Michihiro Morita. You can't escape."
"Just come back with me as a guest. If we have to use force to take you back, tsk tsk, that wouldn't be a pretty sight."
"I appreciate it, but please tell the Ran'ei Divine Master that I am just an ordinary Forge Master, entangled in trivial matters, and it really isn't convenient for me."
Michihiro Morita slowly walked forward, raising the Sword of Destiny in his hand.
"Convenience isn't for you to decide."
"Life is precious, let's not waste each other's time."
Ishii's voice echoed from all around.