The world he'd found himself in only gets more and more interesting by the day. This maze was no exception, sauntering through the blazing environs he examined each detail with a curious eye.

The swords amidst their forging, the flames that dance around, and the energy in the air that stirred a specific part of his psyche - a desire that he's not sure can be satiated. Right now, it buzzes in his head like a fly too close to his ear, or an itch thats just out of reach.

He rested his left arm on the katana, a blend of technology that would be like of this era and traditional creation, while his sword arm rested loosely crossed with his left. The puzzle to get him where he needed to go was simple enough, but amusing still but only served to make the buzzing intensify until he made it to the base of the volcano.

Noting the figure there, he put on his smile and approached slowly but shifting from walking to almost gliding his feet across the rocky surface. "Ya, onna-musha-san! Did you have fun making it here?" He smiles gently, but his eyes betrayed his softness for a moment as they flicked a glance at her swords.