Board Thread:Mount Myōboku Logs (World Map extension)/@comment-24937485-20161116105101/@comment-30269418-20161124053757

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Rena was confused but there was definetely a feeling of dread inside her.chest, hitting her like a wave. It wasn't because of the panda, but she stepped off of the platform, landing on the ground in a crouch. "Are you going to stop attacking yet?" This was a wary, drawn out sigh. She was tired. She, for once, didn't want to fight any more. "I think you've stopped attacking. I'm going to find Satoshi, and then I'm going to find our sensei..." The dread left her to be fast-acting.

She still wasn't sure about where Kano was but the feeling was certaintly a familiar one. She couldn't place where she had felt it before, but more importantly, she needed to see if Satoshi was hurt. She needed to find him, firstly. She needed to focus. Death surrounded her; both the death of the snakes and the death of comerades, and she felt sick. She wanted to swallow this sickness, but it seemed to chase her; the dead were all empty husks. For some reason, it was hard to move. Her legs wouldn't obey. She fell to the ground, tears flooding her eyes as she knelt. Why...? The sounds of fighting had certaintly subsided as she heard the far-away voice of the toad sage shouting. The toad sage was a big toad. A huge toad. So of course she saw as it was shredded to pieces, even from a distance. This was someone she'd talked to. This was someone who'd lived. Who was more than only someone she had passed by.

War finally dawned on her. From its meaning to the effect it had, she didn't want to fight any more. She had been trained for this. She had been told things, shown things, but never had she seen something like this. Not on a mission.

And it terrified her. Emotions came crashing down, whatever she had to hold them back crumbling. And she felt pain. She had barely known the toad sage but the fact that she'd talked to him was enough. However, it felt as if a thousand senbon pierced her. And she could feel it this time. She felt the full pain.

And she'd run, at the same time the Toad Sage became scraps of flesh. She'd push herself off the floor and run to the first death that had affected her beyond what there was. She didn't care about her surroundings, she only saw one target; where the toad sage had been shredded. Maybe it was her narrow line of focus, but she ran for dear life, not stopping despite the fatigue in her mind and her legs. Certaintly their sensei would be with him. There seemed to be other toads there, too.

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Possibly, if she arrived in time to see the Akatsuki cut the head from Kano's shoulders, even from a distance, it was clear to see who it was. There was no other human on this battlefield. This would further serve to completely decimate Rena in terms of emotions; a silent scream lingered in her throat, but all that came out was a dry sound that died after three seconds.



She would stand there, so paralyzed and haunted by these events, that she wouldn't be able to move. Her mind was racing, asking one question. ''Why? ''They hadn't been prepared. ''Why? ''There was no possible way they could have been prepared in the timeframe they had been given. But that was a lie. They were prepared. It was hastily put-together but they had been prepared. A final ''Why? ''echoed through her mind.

She slumped to the ground once more, sitting on her knees. She was only a Genin. But the final why left her with the answer her mind had come up, the only logical one she could imagine at this point. It was her. She felt like she had failed Kano, in a way. He was supposed to be their sensei. He had been. So many emotions flowed through her. Rage, sadness, more anger... she wanted to deny his death, despite possibly having seen it with her own eyes.

And yet, she felt so responsible, despite not even having the ability to prevent it. The responsibility weighed on her shoulders, and she realized that despite her attempts to keep everyone at arm's length, she wasn't that strong. It's because she kept everyone away from her that she was weak. She didn't have the strength to form those bonds and she couldn't help but think, ''If I'd only... acted differently. ''When they met, when they came to the mountain.

And a whisper left her lips, words she'd never be able to say to her now-dead sensei, for attacking him, for having been rude. There were so many regrets, and overall, she understood how weak she truly was.

"I'm sorry."