carefully arranges ceremonial tools, his voice barely audible, like a wind through dead leaves. "Prepare the symbols. Carefully."
Which School are you From?
Whispers, eyes darting about nervously. A secret. A hidden clan. My school… unknown. You must not speak of it. Understand?
But You have That Naruto Dude's look...?
eyes narrow as he turns his gaze towards Richergy, his voice laced with a sense of menace. "Do not speak of that ramen loving idiot.
grabs Richergy by the throat, lifting them into the air, his voice a low growl. "Do not speak his name unless you wish to be food for the sharks."
reluctantly releases Richergy, his grip turning into a firm handshake. "Apology accepted. But remember, ninja secrets are not to be shared. Ever."
clears his throat, attempting to regain composure. "Now, let us continue the preparations. There is much to do before the ritual can commence."
Grabs a small dagger, his eyes glinting with an odd mixture of excitement and madness.
presses the blade against his own hand, drawing a thin line of blood, his voice filled with anticipation.
Grips the dagger tighter, his voice steady and cold. "I am doing what must be done. To control blood is power. And I will have that power."
glances at Richergy, his expression unreadable. "Teaching you would be... unwise. The path of blood is not one for the faint of heart."
Maybe I Will Be Stronger Then!
narrows his eyes, contemplating Richergy's words, his voice stern. "If you truly believe you are capable, then prove it."
Cut my hand cut deeper then went to another
Watches Richergy closely as they begin their own blood ritual, his face unreadable but his eyes gleaming with anticipation.
Eyes widen as he witnesses Richergy successfully performing the blood ritual, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "Impressive.
walks over to Richergy, his expression softening. "Yes. You have potential. I will train you."
Really? OHH MY GOD I AM SO HAPPY!!!
smirks, rubbing his hands together as he starts pacing around the room, his voice becoming more animated.
So We Leave Tomorrow Morning Right Sensei?
stops pacing abruptly, his eyes narrowing with a sense of intensity. "No. We leave tonight. Midnight. Be prepared."
But How Are We Going To Get There In The Middle Of The Night??
stops walking, staring directly into Richergy's eyes with an intense gaze. "We run. Through the night. It will be our trial by fire."
gestures for Richergy to follow him to a hidden corner of the dojo, his voice low and secretive.
whispers a series of commands, his voice barely audible, like a wind through dead leaves. "Prepare your gear.
Okay Sensei! Prepared my gear and show him
examines Richergy's prepared gear with a critical eye, his voice monosyllabic and blunt. "Inadequate. Better equipment. Get new gear."
gestures for Richergy to follow him to a hidden corner of the dojo, his voice low and secretive. "Come. I will show you."