Koro thrashes and growls, feeling himself weaken more and more, beginning to panic. It isn't until he hears the sound of a blade that he stops, silence filling the air, and immediately turns his head towards the source of the sound. Despite the sounds of distress, Koro bears a wicked, uncanny grin.

Then his draw slowly lowers, showing the abyss that is his mouth. No throat, no uvula. Just darkness.

The entire scenario is terrifying, and it only gets worse when a deep and terrifying voice emits from the abyss. His mouth does not move. His jaw does not budge. And yet, a voice is heard.

PRAY TELL, WHAT TERRIBLE BEAST RESIDES IN THIS FOREST THAT THOU MUST HUNT...WITH A NET SUCH AS THIS?