"Saber who appeared in this strange realm—Sakumura Anno."
The opposing Saber looked at the Servant who had suddenly appeared here and called out his name in a low, angry voice.
Saber, Sakumura Anno.
"Huh? Sakumura Anno? The Sakumura Anno who, like me, was hailed as peerless under heaven?"
Musashi's eyes widened.
"No. In terms of swordsmanship, I am likely no match for Lady Musashi."
Sakumura admitted it readily. He took several steps back, standing together with Miyamoto Musashi and Hozoin Inshun as he looked toward the six figures opposite them.
"My swordsmanship is nothing more than a few clumsy tricks that rely on cleverness. It is hardly worth mentioning."
"Besides, this is not the time to discuss that."
He glanced back.
Fujimaru Ritsuka and the two children stood there blankly, still unable to grasp what was happening.
"Leave this to Lord Inshun and me. No—perhaps I alone will suffice."
As though uneasy about something, Sakumura fell silent briefly before taking a step forward, placing himself one step ahead of Hozoin Inshun.
"What do you mean by that, Lord Sakumura? Do you mean to say you have no intention of fighting alongside Inshun?"
Hozoin Inshun's gaze sharpened slightly as he too stepped forward.
"I believe no warrior would refuse the chance to fight alongside Lord Inshun, whose realm has reached that of gods and Buddhas, and test our respective skills. But given the current situation... never mind. In any case, Lady Musashi, quickly take the living and leave."
Sakumura pointed his Crane Feather at the Saber standing at the forefront of the enemy. There was something chilling in his voice.
"This is a battlefield for the dead."
Musashi looked at the backs of Sakumura Anno and Hozoin Inshun, then gritted her teeth.
"Ritsuka, take O-Nui and Tasuke—we're leaving!"
"My, my, what