Daigotsu Kenpeki, Iron Colony 1197

Thrane, present day, dawn

"Sire, another nest has been uncovered." "Good, are your troops prepared?" Daigotsu Kanpeki did not look up from the map. "My lord, they are prepared and they are eager to slay." "It is just such eagerness that will get your men killed" The old sensei leaned forward from her seat and glared a the young Slayer. "And what use is that to your Lord? Daigotsu will not welcome you to Jigoku for being killed by a neonate blood hungry ghost." "Easy sensei! He is young and eager." Kanpeki grinned. "I was the same when you began training me was I not?" The old monk harrumphed and sat back "Mercy is not part of Shourido, boy." "Anyone else calling me boy would be dead, have a care old woman. I only have so much patience." The young Slayer bowed even lower, silently praying to anyone who would listen to not be noticed. It was not quite dawn yet, there was a nest of blood suckers in the nearby village and he was certain it was going to be a long day.