Ayame was surprised. She did not know who this newcomer was but she certainly seemed to know a lot about her profession. Maybe even more than herself. She also thought that she could probably use a set of clean clothes...

"You are a healer too? Please come with me then. We need all the help that we can get."

She directed the men to carefully lay the injured down to the ground and immediately began to search for the things Chiasa requested. Searching around she noticed that Umiko was still standing where she left her, slightly more clothed yet someone still reeking of fish.

"I don't think you should be here right now. Come on, this way."

She took her hand and lead her out of the hut.

"Go play with the other children. Make some friends. I'll go find you later."

With those words Ayame slid the doors shut and returned to her task.

"Someone get us some water, boys!"

Meanwhile, a group of sinister looking people were striding into town. They were clad in furs and wore battle-worn leather armour, wielding Naginatas, spears and various kinds of swords. Three of them were even carrying tanegashimas. Standing out in particular was a hulking 2 meter tall figure wielding a huge kanabo. A somewhat small man with long hair and purple robes walked forward and shouted in a shrill, high-pitched voice.

"We are The Band of the One-Eyed Wolf and we have come to take your stuff, booze and daughters!"

A bouth of laughter arose from the bandits.

"Or maybe some poor fool thinks he can challenge us?! If you do, come over here so I can kick your sorry ass first then rob you!"

More laughter emerged. One of the bandits even shot into the air.

"So what shall it be?! Are ya gonna bow down like the peasants that you are or are you going down like men?!"