Board Thread:Mount Myōboku Logs/@comment-27079171-20161025224737/@comment-30269418-20161030010136

As the flames blared up, Rena did not even glance at them. She felt no fear of fire, nor any reason to focus on them; what if it was rude to stare? What if it happened all the time? Since this place was seemingly sacred, she didn't really want to look at anything lest a toad tried to crush her. A massive toad sat on a throne, though, and this she did notice and stare.

The tale he told made her shiver, and the prophecy made her shiver even moreso; even if it may have something to do with all three of them, she didn't like it. She didn't have to; all she knew was, like any other prophecy, this would come to pass whether she liked it or not. However, when the dance was all said and done, what next? She shook of her wonderment of the future, knowing the present was more important. She honestly hoped that the prophecy spoke more of their sensei than herself. Getting caught up in things like that only brings suffering.

After her sensei had left, she opened her weapons' pouch with one hand and took out a kunai, throwing it directly at her teammate, whose name she had already forgotten. She was more interested, than anything, in fighting; she had reason to become stronger, and six hours would be the best training match of her life. She built pressure on her flesh, and blood burst from the permanent gashes on her arms, flowing out of her body. If Satoshi were to dodge the kunai, then she'd say, "This should be interesting." If he did not dodge it, or was cut by it, she would scoff and say, "We have six hours. To waste even a moment would be ridiculous."

She understood what she needed to know. Giant, powerful snakes. At her level, she wouldn't be able to kill a damn bear. She needed to get stronger, and she needed to do it now. Wasting these precious moments of time was like throwing away her own life.

She only hoped Satoshi saw it that way.