Board Thread:World-wide RP/@comment-24714922-20170427032842/@comment-26021384-20170428003529

Shinra looked at Takahiro, seeing that flag being clutched by his friend. Shinra was knelt down in the sand, sifting through the grains to see if there was anything buried under the surface, or any useful tools on the bodies. He would be looking for any type of tools he could take back and reverse engineer for later. But his sensory abilities continued.

"I--don't feel anything." He looked over his shoulder at Takahiro, worry on his face. "We have to get closer to the village, there has to be something left.  It's like--there's nothing in the village at all from where I can see." He stood up and looked at Takahiro with greater concern. "How do you want to do this? Move together? Back to back? There's no way an entire village could be wiped out and left alone."

Numerous ideas were sprinting through his mind, looking for some sort of explanation of this, he just kept coming back to that red cloud symbol. This was no mere bandit organization--this was some grand terrorist sect bent on doing--whatever it was they did--to the ninja world.