
Artist's commentary
Wolves of Mibu
A tumultuous age brought forth by the arrival of black ships.
A pack of wolves ran through the Capital as it was slowly covered with dark, ominous clouds.
While the pale moon looks on, the men wearing striped haori blow through the city once more like a bloody wind.
"First Unit Captain, Okita, will slice them up!"
"Good! Start off with ten!
And quit coughing up yer own blood, Okita!"