The nefarious mist descended on to the torpid town, it's rancorous tendrils preyed on the unsuspecting inhabitants. The corruption warped them in to nothing more than the flagitious puppets of the fog. The malevolent mist had wrought disaster everywhere it stirred, but this time it came to the wrong town and the samurai was not going to let the slaves of the gloom have their way.

Art by the talented  fofiscus