As Gunji struck the earth, the earth struck back. Spectral warriors materialized from the fog, their translucent armor rattling. The Wanderer moved like a gale, his movements a blur of parries and counters. Every time he broke an enemy's posture, he executed a
This is where you break the game.
Gunji, the smith, wiped soot from his brow, his eyes fixed on the glowing steel. Beside him sat Nanami, her ledger open but her mind clearly elsewhere. They were "in debt" to the local underworld—a polite way of saying they were prisoners of their own forge. Katana Kami- A Way of the Samurai Story
Between dungeon runs, you return to the dojo. This is the heart of the game. You can: As Gunji struck the earth, the earth struck back