Board Thread:Mount Myōboku Logs/@comment-27079171-20161025224737/@comment-24937485-20161030225159



Dispatching the snakes in brilliant fashion, bits and pieces of writhing body-parts fell down around Kano who stood amidst splashes of blood that blended with the rain and colored the ground red around him. But not even the tiny little sucker hiding in the Uzumaki’s pocket was safe as its head was squeezed to a pulp causing a small amount of yellow venom to burst from the sac in its head. Immediately, Kano would feel the liquid sticking to his fingers like glue and it caused a burning sensation to spread through both of his hands as he continued to walk on.

And as he walked he could feel the wound in his thigh begin to pulsate while getting slightly feverish. It was also unusual how he became much more tired from simply walking than usual, becoming quite short of breath as looking around him to take note of his surroundings became increasingly difficult.

It was therefore most likely that the Uzumaki would be surprised as two men in the same black uniform as the one encountered before, each with a purple dot on their head, slipped out of the surface of two nearby bamboo trees. Their movements silent as the night, they carried their scimitars in hand, both dual-wielding a pair, as one sneaked up to Kano’s back and aimed to stab his Scimitars through without warning. It was only then, after Kano’s most likely reaction, that a blade of cutting wind came flying at him, aiming to hit him in the chest, after it was sent by the other ninja standing three yards to the right of Kano; having decimated a unlucky bamboo tree in the process.

The one stabbing Kano in the back had short, and well-kept, brown hair and thick eyebrows. The one attacking from a distance had messy blonde hair up to his shoulders and a pretty-boy face.

Again, the loud hissing of snakes would well up all around Kano as if there were thousands of them in the forest but all of them remained unseen.