“Welcome back, Master Jason.” Said a familiar thick accented voice that seemed to come from nowhere. The man knew the samurais routine by now, as the tall robotic like figure stepped out from standing in front of the red wall and walked towards the road leading to the large dojo gate. The Samurai rested the palms of his hands on the pommels of his blades, two massive katanas on each side of his hips. “I...did not expect to see you here again.” Tesuto admitted.