After a couple days of riding, the Takeda army finally reached Aki, and what Yukimura saw next made him stop his horse in it's tracks. A huge fleet had already assembled, they knew they were coming, but that wasn't the worst thing. On the main ship in front of all the other ships, a limp figure hung from the front of the ship, swaying slightly with the ship, unmoving. Ren hung there almost lifeless, covered in bruises, welts and gashes, blood dripping fresh from his mouth that hung open. His shirt had been torn open in the front to reveal more bloody gashes and welts covering his chest and stomach, some festering. His skin was scalding red in some parts, partly from the burns, partly from being left out in the sun for many days.