[Er, ahem...whoops. Miyabi hunches her shoulders with a sheepish smile and mumbles an apology, leaning over to check on his injuries. Finding nothing too bad, the girl apologizes again, promises not to do that again, and goes on with the story.]

The Moon Cave, a place as dark as evil itself, served as Orochi's home. As Nagi stood bravely before the entrance... A beast appeared, eyes glowing crimson upon eight thrashing necks. [Her eyes narrow slightly, at the description of Orochi. She'd always wanted to really try and paint him, and not just his shadow or silhouette, but it seemed just...a bad idea. Call it superstition.] Orochi stood tall before him, anxious for another sacrifice. Nagi leapt with incredible grace, swinging his blade valiantly. On and on he sliced, well into the moonless night...

[And her tone drops again, as does her head a little. Miyabi's eyes go to the floor, before she closes them. It's like telling a piece of very bad news.] But Orochi's hide was like steel. The blade left nary a scratch.