Trash Gathered Together Is Still Just a Rabble

"You..." Kurogane had yet to recover from the shock of being struck three times in an instant when he felt a chilling aura rise from the brat before him. "You kept saying you wanted to challenge Musashi, who was once known as the Sword Saint. I thought I could finally take this chance to sharpen my blade after so long." Nagato's eyes, covered by black cloth, swept over Kurogane. The faint impatience in his voice was like a bat grinding its teeth for blood in the dead of night.