Kain Harris, who runs a small bodywork, treats a woman and with a single press opens all her meridians. She balks at his price of “eight,” offers her meager savings, and he accepts, even giving her a homemade ointment before she leaves grateful. Back with his master, a student bursts in, insisting Harris is a genuine expert who not only heals but—last night—killed the Butcher using a wooden carving. The master shifts from pride to disbelief, scoffing that an expert would run a bodywork and, stunned, asks, "Come again?"