The huge fox spun in the air one hundred and eighty degrees and lashed my protective dome with all nine tails. This kitsune was sent to me by the Ancient One, who had long ago declared a hunt for me. I expected the fight, but I didn’t know it would be so difficult. The overalls began to melt. The flames engulfed everything around. I left the youkai by “sliding.” I, Amateru Shinji, head of the Amateru clan, Patriarch, witcher and victim, must survive and win this fight!