As Hotohori opened his eyes slowly, he found himself not at the inn anymore, but in a room, located somewhere unknown to him. He tried to move, but he found his hands and feet bound together. He had a terrible headache which made his head throb terribly. Hotohori tried to sit up correctly, only to fall on his side again, hitting his head against the hard floor.

"Damn it…" He murmured to himself, or so he thought he was alone. He then heard some laughing somewhere in the room. Hotohori looked around, trying to see who else was in the room. "Who's there?" Hotohori called out. "Well, well, it seems that our pretty boy has awakened…" The man spoke again. Hotohori's eyes narrowed with anger at the man.

"Let me go! How dare you treat me like this!" Hotohori spat out with anger. He struggled in the ropes that held his hands and feet together. The man laughed at him trying to escape. After a futile attempt of freeing himself, Hotohori let out a sigh of desperation. The man crept out of the shadows that enveloped him. Hotohori gazed up at the tall, dark man. The man was dark haired, with dark armor covering his body. He held a large sword in one hand. The man spoke again, quieter this time.

"If you think you will leave this place alive, you're wrong…" The man grinned. Hotohori's eyes were still focused on the man, narrowed in anger.

"You must have some connection with those people in that room at the inn! They were talking about a stolen mirror, which belongs to me! If you give it back, I won't give you a too severe punishment." Hotohori gave a serious look to the dark, mysterious man.

"Oh I see, then you must be the emperor! What a catch we have made!" After he said those words, a few more men appeared, all in dark armor with swords. Hotohori glanced around. The man spoke joyfully.

"Not only will we capture the people of the Other World, but we have the emperor of the Konan Kingdom! Both worlds will be at our mercy! Hahahaha!" The man laughed evilly. Hotohori's eyes widen with horror. "The Other World? How do you know of contact with the Other World?" Hotohori voice was filled with terror that someone like this knew a way to enter the Other World, the world where his beloved Miaka lived! The man that stood before him, reached into his suit and pulled out the small compact mirror that Hotohori had been trying so hard to get back.

"This mirror," the man began, "is the connection with the Other World and ours. With it, my fellow warriors and I can travel there and take over. And now that we have you, we can take over the Konan Kingdom as well!" The man explained. Hotohori yelled back in defense.

"That will never happen! You will be stopped!"

"Oh? And how? No one knows you are here, and once he dispose of you, it will be too late to stop us…" The man chuckled. The other warriors laughed along with him. Hotohori looked around for a way to escape, but he found none. One of the warriors in dark armor held his sword and the ropes where too tight to break free from. After the armored men's laugh, the leading man spoke one last time.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you my name. I am Mitsaugu, leader of the Dark Warriors of Hell. Remember these words, for they are you last!" Mitsaugu motioned at one of the other warriors forward. "Now, you die."