[Shutendoji steps back as Yukimura's body hits the ground.]
Tch.
[That was really one kind of a dedicated human. Where were such humans when his clan had needed them? Instead, they got hunted down, were expelled from one place to the other, suffered hunger and there wasn't anything he could have done, even as the head of their clan.
And everything just because one his ancestors decided to help the real Shutendoji hundreds of years ago.
Every bit of remorse he felt about doing something like that vanished as he felt his anger building up once more, his aura lashing out around him.]
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Tch.
[That was really one kind of a dedicated human. Where were such humans when his clan had needed them? Instead, they got hunted down, were expelled from one place to the other, suffered hunger and there wasn't anything he could have done, even as the head of their clan.
And everything just because one his ancestors decided to help the real Shutendoji hundreds of years ago.
Every bit of remorse he felt about doing something like that vanished as he felt his anger building up once more, his aura lashing out around him.]