The Court held its breath after seeing a brother returning, and keeling before a Shogun of the Rising Sons. Once a famed warrior, known for his skill in combat only to be matched by his honor, was now asking for mercy upon returning home. He claims his brothers and his home never left his mind, and were with him each day of his journey; but do his brothers remember him? Is he still worthy of being called a Blood Dragon?
"Cheng-san, those who have bled at my side, never kneels before me." - Miyamoto began as he gently passed his fingers over Cheng's blade, "This, you have earned, and this you shall keep until the day you die. But this is not that day. A day may come when the courage of the Blood Dragons fail, when we forsake our brothers and break all bonds of fellowship, but it is not this day. We have many battles to fight, and the hour of woes and shattered shields is yet to come. I hear in your voice the very doubt and fear that would take the heart of me, but home will always remain home, no matter how far you venture to forget it. I bid you stand, Rising Son of Kusari." - Miyamoto took a step back and let Cheng rise from the ground, and hand gestured to walk with him, "It may take some time for you to regain the trust you had within our ranks, but I believe without a doubt you will succeed at this task." - Finally a smile lighted up on Miyamoto's face after the two cleared the crowd, "I am glad to see you are alive Cheng-san, and happy to see your journey made you see what priorities a Blood Dragon should cherish. But I warn you, if you make a fool out of me, you may find yourself shorter and missing a head." - He said with a sturdy voiced, followed by a laugh.
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