The opening
of the cave was scarred by the Salamander's
passing. His fiery steps had burned and melted
prints into the rocks and earth around the cave's
mouth. There were so many tracks that the ronin
feared that there might be a whole family of
Salamanders within. That would not have suited
his plan at all.
"Stay
here, Oji. I will go in and challenge the
Salamander to a fight. If I do not come out by
nightfall, go back to the village and tell my
wife that she should mourn for no more days than
we were married."
"Yes,
sir." Oji bowed respectfully to the ronin.
The ronin
walked into the cave, examining the tracks as he
went. Some of these are very fresh, he thought,
so the beast has been out hunting recently. The
cave was very hot, and the ronin had to cover his
mouth. It would not do to be unable to speak once
he was in the Salamander's presence. The tunnel
grew hotter as the ronin approached the center of
the lair, and when he found the Salamander he
could barely keep his eyes open. The monster was
resting in a pool of orange fire.
"Hello,
powerful vassal of the king of flames!"
rasped the ronin, his voice hoarse from the heat.
"I am Daizen Tohachi of Kamido Province in
the south. I have come from the mainland to beg
you to consent to fight me!" The Salamander
raised its head and blinked its eyes sleepily.
"Wander
off, human. I ate fifteen fat goats last night,
and I want to rest. Besides, I prefer to chase my
food, not fight it. Return in a few days. I will
eat you then."
"That is
fair, lord. I will return in three days, and you
may chase and eat me if you like." The ronin
kow-towed and left, glad to escape the heat.
"A very
polite human," said the Salamander to no one
in particular. "If he is as quick as he is
courteous, he will give me a fine chase."
Oji gasped
when the ronin returned, looking untouched.
"Sir! Is
it dead?"
"No,
Oji," said the samurai. "It has asked
for three days respite until it will fight
me."
"Three
days is forever!" said the boy.
"No, It
is not so long as that. Go back to the village. I
will meditate here until the Salamander is ready
to fight. If I do not return, tell my wife she
should mourn only three days longer than we were
married."
Oji gathered
his things and dashed off back towards the
village. The ronin sat and produced an abacus
from his pack. Then he began to do calculations.
He thought carefully about the volcano, the
forests, and the mountains that ran up the spine
of Jaidojima. He gazed carefully at the gathering
clouds, and added them into his figures. When he
had counted and recounted for quite some time, he
set down his abacus and went for a walk.
The Battle
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