Shosuro Kitamaru wrote:
Looking up at the guards, he waved a hand as they were resetting the grate.
"I hope you care for this army, you are arriving closer to being an eternal part of it when it is returned to Toshigoku by the blades of those loyal to the heavens."
One of the ashigaru snorts.
"At least in Toshigoku, there was less waiting around," he grumbles under his breath.
Once the grate is back in place and the bodies are weighing it down, a different ashigaru crouches down near the edge. "Talk all you want, but I've killed tens of tens of samurai," she says. "More than there are stars in the sky. More than you have, shivering in your hole of mud and piss."