The ball ended in tragedy

We had to run, we got to the tree line.

A Strange black fog settled in, seeming to be shroud the spirits, choking the life from them ...what darkness is this ...

A blade from another world, a Dragonflies hands upon its hilt. Champion of the tournament. Shugenja gather close. The secrets of the blade respond to the calls. The Kami within the blade stirs, heat and warmth floods Tōgo through its hilt. A Chokutō, as the Kami intended. With a blade appearing to be shorn from Lord Moons domain, motes of flame within the deep void of the blade. A tug a call to arms against this darkness, here, weaken as it is trying to drain the life and power from the spirits. There is a chance, for mortal hands to act and tip the scales in this clash of Celestial Forces.

A chance to seize your destiny, or fail and possibly fall into shadow.