Board Thread:The World/@comment-24937485-20191119225121/@comment-44207700-20191201090850

Naturally, Hanzō's chakra would fill back up as it siphoned what it could from the horse. His heels dug into the earth as he was pulled around, but after a while the mare seemed to calm down. Once it was stopped, Hanzō cancelled the technique as the vines withered before dispersing. When the rider fell off his horse next to Hanzō, he jumped backwards in surprise. He didn't approach any closer than he already had, instead leaning in over and examining the wounds the rider had recieved. Not much could be discerned from the dying man, aside from the package he seemed to be carrying. He waited for Karasu to come over, curious of what was inside the box.

"What is it?"

Hanzō pondered out loud, if Karasu told him he would be satisfied to continue on their journey. Without holding much thoughts on the matter, Hanzō would follow behind his team leader keeping an eye on the road ahead. It looked like things were going to become much harder, even if they weren't aware of the consquence of their own actions.