His exploration took him into the deepest and largest of the passes. The light that reached the area was minimal despite it being the afternoon. Without the sun directly over the pass, the only light reaching the bottom was the bit that reflected off of the upper part of the walls. The path was only twenty meters wide at the deepest part while the walls seemed to be over eighty meters tall in the area that he was in. Ikazuchi was unable to estimate the dangers that a flash flood would put him in as he traversed the passes, so he moved carefully.
He didn’t have any particular route or goal in mind as he moved. He simply followed his intuition, ready to draw his swords at any given moment should something or someone catch him off guard. He had heard rumors about various bandits that were active in the passes, so he wouldn’t ignore the possibility that they would appear unexpectedly. This was the case, even deeper in the passes than most were willing to go. Ikazuchi was unaware that today was the day he would encounter something far worse than anything he may have expected.
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