The Country of Swords

A small red explosion flares in the forest.

"I could have sworn I felt Taiyo's presence just now." Aika said turning back around to see.

"Nah, you just dreamin'" Kinishi said, "Anyways, when are we telling Taiyo?"

"Uhhh a lil later, probably like a week after he wakes up." Aika replied.

"Ok."

Taiyo stretches his arms as he walks away from the assassin's burnt body.

*I wasn't even trying either...just how much stronger was I before....wait if I really think about it, it's not how strong, it's how strategic I was in ki usage.* Taiyo thought to himself as he walked out of the forest.

Taiyo's hair covers his face.

"I should put it in a bun." Taiyo said before putting up his hair.

Taiyo walks into the bustling streets of the Blade City.

He walks around and looks at the swords at display.

Taiyo looked at one sword in particular

The sword had a red and blue handle.

The blade was blue but the hamon was red.

The blade cover had blue flames and a red background.