Ehehe... [A small slip, but Miyabi couldn't help it, Rin's crack made her laugh. A strong wolf indeed, though, as the next part of the story comes, not nearly strong enough.]

Orochi, protected by a mystical power, was not easily bested. Shiranui, covered in gashes, majestic coat dyed crimson, stood exhausted before the mighty Orochi. Orochi saw a chance to strike what would be the final blow.

But Shiranui refused to give in! With its last ounce of strength, the majestic wolf gazed heavenward and unleashed a mighty howl! Suddenly, the clouds overhead dissipated. The light from above glinted off Nagi's sword as a beacon of hope. Guided by his sword, Nagi, who had been taking shelter in the shadows, stood proudly to face his adversary! Channeling all his strength into his scarred and battered arms, he leapt ferociously toward Orochi, his sword poised high. The golden sword danced in his arms, like a puppet on a strong.

One by one...Orochi's fearsome heads separated from their owner. And Orochi's broken body collapsed in a lake of its own blood. In that instant, the plague that cursed the villagers was broken. [Yet Miyabi does not sounds happy at all. In fact, she sounds sad. Very sad, her voice heavy and filled with grief. Not for Orochi, oh no, but for what comes next.]