Board Thread:The World/@comment-24728353-20191221004914/@comment-24937485-20191226061451

Even his breaths were slow and controlled, Azel stood motionless while listening to the voices further up ahead. Again there were words being spoken of a large amount of wealth hidden somewhere in the depths of this cavern system. Azel remembered one of the voices by the elevator had spoken of some who went down and never came back up again, a piece of information which seemed to correlate with the beast that one of the voices up ahead spoke of.

“This isn’t good.” Thought Azel. After all he and Kin’s team had no intel on the beast nor did they know of its exact location. He would have to warn them as soon as possible. Furthermore, Azel heard mention of additional treasure hunters. Which could mean a potential fourth party of foes aside from these unknown men and the beast they spoke of. The caves were starting to sound more and more like a death trap.

He then saw a torch come into sight which meant the men ahead had most likely just turned a corner. With the way they were heading it wouldn’t take long for the spreading light to reach Azel’s location, and, they could eventually run into Tarou and Kin. He had to think quick. But he couldn’t use his Kekkei Genkei to extinguish the flame without attracting their attention. Which would be an unwise decision as the echo of the cavern walls would amplify any shouts and screams: possibly attracting further attention seeing as he didn’t know how many allies these three men had roaming through the rest of these tunnels.

Hand-seals were one of his forte. His control was potent enough that he did not even require to form them when it came to some of his techniques. This one was a useful one taught in the Academy but often forgotten by Shinobi out on their missions. Azel, however, had always been respectful of even the lowest ranking Jutsu. Everything had its use at the right time. Henge No Jutsu. -The Transformation technique.- Azel closed his eyes in focus as his body suddenly began to change.

By the time that the light of the torch shone on Azel’s last location, the three men wouldn’t see anything out of the ordinary. The cave appeared to be just that. A cave. However, one of the larger rocks laying around wasn’t what it seemed. It would patiently wait until the sound of their footsteps passed by before turning back to the familiar appearance of Azel who began to stalk after the men from a distance: following the light of their torch while moving quietly.