Becoming adapt with Earth (Training)

[takai]

Tsuchi funshutsu no Jutsu (Earth spewing Technique)
Rank: “C” “B” “A” “S”
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: A technique where the user takes a deep breath then spits out earth from his/her body, this can be used as a source for other jutsu or it can be used as a projectile.
Special: "Handseals"
Drawback: N/A
Description: The user holds the dragon seal and takes a deep breath expanding his rib cage but instead of oxygen, earth is exhaled. He will only spit out half his body weight of earth then the chakra from his body will then increase the mass according to the level of the jutsu. For a reason it is generally used to create earth where there is none, to allow the ninja to use other earth based jutsu. The earth is in a form of liquefied mud though after a few seconds of being in the open atmosphere it will harden into a natural, solid soil. The radius, speed and the amount of damage of earth varies at each rank. C rank = 5 meters. B = 10 meters. A rank = 20 meters. S rank = 40meters

Limit: Needs the Earth Release

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A small cat of a abandoned apartment walked by a tiny boy with short red hair, who was stretched out on the floor of the building. The clothes adorned by the boy were stained with food, and holes scattered around the outer layer of his clothing. A small breeze swept through the hallways of the building, forcing one of the vacant doors to open. Chills were sent flying up the spine of the boy as he cuddled himself inside the small bed sheet wrapped around his body. Insects crawled around the apartment, joining up with each other at the plate of Ramen near the head of the boy. His visit to Konohagakure wasn't luxurious. He didn't have enough of the money needed to check in to the hotels owned by this nation. The cash on him was required for him to be saved to be used to fill up his appetite for these last two weeks. "If only anyone could live in my shoes," whispered Takai as the eyelids of his face arose from it's previous position. Glancing at his surroundings, he noticed the small amount of mud in the center of the room. He became motivated to become more adapt with his control over the earth release. The boy elevated his entire body from off the surface, brushing the dirt from of the white cloak of his outfit.  

The bandages wrapped around the lower part of his face were becoming old, and unsanitary. The boy would need to acquire a new set of clothing. But, he was paranoid of spending his small amount of Ryo left in his pockets. He wasn't positive on how he would receive more while not in his own village. "I must make this last," whispered Takai as he continued to scan his surroundings. A month ago, he never imagined the living habits, and financing of himself would become this bad. To other shinobi, the boy was considered a hobo; Which Takai didn't act very nice to being called one. Before his mother died, he used to joke about people who were currently living his situation. "Karma really exists, and the only way to overcome this lifestyle is to become stronger," stated the boy. Performing several handsels, Takai gasped for a small amount of air in the atmosphere as he expanded his rib cage to allow for an increased amount of oxygen to run through his body. Earth chakra flowed through out the entire veins within his body at a high level of speed. He attempted to sync into his inner spirit to channel an small amount of mud out of his throat.

Small chunks of earth filled with pieces of noodles spewed out of his mouth. The creation was a failure. "I didn't ask for Earth. I wanted mud!" shouted the boy as he clenched the entire palms of his fist into a ball formation. His attempt was unsuccessful because of the method he used. A large quantity of his attention was focused on drawing the earth release of his bloodstream, and exiting it from out his mouth without the step of molding the chakra's properties into a mud form. The boy rushed this Jutsu, making no effort to assemble an amount of patience. "This is easy. I can complete this with no time," whispered Takai as he slammed the palms of his hands together, and weaved through several more hand seals, holding the last one at the dragon seal. He manipulated his chakra, focusing his attention more on the molding aspect of the Jutsu. The eyes of Takai widened as mud vomited from the throat of the boy, collapsing onto the ground. Takai scratched his head out of curiosity, wondering the reason that the hardened substance didn't have any splashing effect. This attempt resulted in a failure because of him amplifying the molding of the mud to a ratio which was incorrect. "Guess, I can never judge a book by its cover," suggested the boy.

The hope within the boy decreased. The cocky predictions of Takai were his downfall. Even though the boy was hopeless, he didn't quit. Takai believed that practice made perfect. Plus, he was eager to learn this Jutsu. Taking note of each ratio he had created, the boy acknowledged that his estimates were the cause of the number of failures. Performing several more hand seals, Takai shaped his chakra into the form of a puddle and modified the properties given to the substance. The boy ejected the chakra from his throat, hoping that this chance would be a success. Even though, the odds were against him. Raw chakra in the shape of a puddle was scattered across the ground. This attempt, he had forgotten to sync in with his earth release chakra and apply it to the creation. The boy was embarrassed of himself. If any other earth release user was present to spectate his training, there was a possibility that they would make an joke out of the boy. The chakra on the ground disappeared from the area, and failed to return back into the body of the boy. "It's useless. I'm just wasting chakra. I must complete this before my chakra starts to run low," stated Takai, continuing to imagine the possible ratio of this jutsu.

[takai]

The back of Takai was applied against the wall as the finger tips of his hands rubbed his scalp, showing his levels of stress. "If I can't even master this jutsu, What makes me think I'll have any chance against a formidable opponent such as," Takai sighed, clenching his hands as he glanced at the surface below him. "The black hooded man." The boy was heartbroken and disturbed by his negative thoughts. An evil smirk appeared on the face of the boy, elevating his head from its previous position. He repeatedly gasped for a breath of refreshing air as he unloosened the bandages adorned on his face, releasing the grip of the cloth from around his face. The raw puddle of chakra vanished from the floor, returning to its rightful owner. An image of his older cousin Asutai arrived in his head, playing several clips of memories from the membrane of the boy of the period in time when he would roll around in the mud which was created from the mouth of his. All of it was slowly unfolding in his head. If the ratios on both sides of the problem weren't correct, and the amount of chakra control wasn't perfected, the outcome of the jutsu would result in a failure. The process of creating the technique required an equal amount of earth release and raw chakra.

Takai raised the body of himself from off the wall, removing his hands from his scalp. He glanced at the broken glass of the clock, positioned on the wall. The hour hand slowly begin to alter. With himself focused on the objective, his perception of time was different than others, who weren't performing an activity which made time soar as fast as the bird through the sky. "It was so obvious. Asutai is my savior. Let's just hope this works," said the boy as he slammed his hands together, performing several hand-seals. The last of his hand-seals ended in a dragon seal. The chakra in the veins of his body flowed normally, making a connection his medium amount of earth release chakra. Both of the ratio numbers were the same as he steadily controlled his chakra, adding the properties of a puddle to the substance. In the back of his throat, the substance traveled toward his mouth, spewing out similar to H20. This attempt, the color of the substance was dark brown exactly like mud. The radius of the mud was extremely tiny. It spread within a range of two meters.

The boy crouched down, inserting his finger into the mud to examine the properties of it. "It seems, that nothing is wrong with it. Ordinary mud," Looking around at the mud's range, The eyes of Takai widened. "Only problem is the raidus of this jutsu needs to be increased. Finally, the first step of this technique is complete. With the way this looks, I should be complete this in no time," stated the boy as he exited his previous position he was in. The boy moved his hand up towards the abs of his chest, and connected them together as he weaved through several hand-seals. Ending the last of his hand-seals in a dragon shape, he shut his eyelids to concentrate on the task at hand. His entire hand became coated in an thin layer of his chakra. The cat near him retreated from the area, recognizing the amount of strength with this attempt of performing the jutsu. The fear of the innocent animal was rising. He didn't want for himself to become covered in mud, and destroy his fur. Takai vomited mud onto the floor of the apartment, coughing up blood in the process. "Can't quit now. It's almost perfected," said the boy as more mud spewed from out his mouth. The mud on the floor of the abandoned apartment spilled onto the ground, covering an radius of five meters. The mud hardened itself, concerting into a pile of soil.

From the end of the hallway, a man in a black hood tilted the glasses that caressed his face. The cat rubbed up against the man, showing a level of affection to him. "One technique in the books. The progress of the boy is coming along well. Should have never underestimated him," whispered the man as he used the ink of the pen to mark an check in the lines of the paper. Takai shifted his head towards the hallway, becoming aware that the presence of someone was present in the building. The boy dashed down towards the location of the voices heard. When he arrived at the end of the hallway, a gust of wind swept through the building, swaying his hair around left to right. The clone of the black hooded man vanished into thin air. "Damn. Wasn't fast enough," said the boy. Mud dripped from the bottom of his feet, leaving a trail behind on the wooden floor. The boy clenched the sweaty bandages which hanged from the palms of his hand. The thoughts of the boy raced as he came to an assumption that this could have been one of the mercenaries assigned to retrieve him or another one of the construction workers, who continuously walked through the building.

[Celaena Kamyuja]

Plus twenty.

[takai]

Mud Spewing 20/30
Ishikyojin Kuchiyose no Jutsu 0/30

Ishikyojin Kuchiyose no Jutsu (Stone Golem Summoning)
Rank: "C" Rank
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: The user gains the capability of understanding, and creating an amount of Golem like stone creatures to fight forth against on coming opponents. The Golems are to be considered as large Slow like creatures that are moved by the chakra the user pushes through in order to create and sustain.
Special: "Hand Seals"
Drawback: The more that the user knows the more golems the user is capable of creating forth. Hands must stay along the ground at all times depending on the Difficulty class of the User. If the user is D Difficulty, class the hands of the user must stay along the ground at all times. If the user is C Difficulty Class, the hands can be removed for six seconds before they must put their hands back along the ground. For every Difficulty class above C, the number of seconds the hands can be removedincreases by six. These Golems are extremely slow so techniques like the After Image will not be able to be seen and understood.
Description: The user creates a few hand seals as they slam their hands down against the ground. Doing so, the user is capable of creating a Giant Golem made out of stone at the size of four meters high. The golems are slow, but extremely resourceful against TaiJutsu like attacks. Each Class up the user becomes the stronger the Golems become in order to be capable of withstanding certain amounts of attacks. At D Difficulty class, the Golems are capable of withstanding Three D Rank TaiJutsu techniques. At C Difficulty Class, the golems are capable of withstanding up to Three "C" Rank Jutsus before suddenly shattering. At B Difficulty Class, the Golems are capable of withstanding up to Six "C" Rank Jutsus before suddenly shattering. At A Difficulty Class, the Golems are capable of withstanding up to Nine "C" Rank Jutsus before suddenly shattering. At S Difficulty Class, the Golems are capable of withstanding up to Twelve "C" Rank Jutsus before suddenly shattering. Each time relearned, the user is capable of pushing through yet another Golem, but one Golem must come out every six seconds with a maximum amount of 4 additional golems.
Limit: Needs the Earth Release.

An unknown target was out to assassinate Takai. It was exactly what he had predicted. One of the shinobi must have pinpointed my location, and sent them here immediately. This body bag isn't going to help me in the tactical field of this battle. It may slow me down. Im going to have to find a new location to train. Until, the enemy stops playing a coward. Takai laughed at his conscious. The boy walked towards one of the brown doors of the abandoned apartments, twisting the door knob counter clockwise. The boy grabbed the body bag, elevating it onto his shoulders to position it safely on his back. The boy traveled towards the end of hall, leaping out of the window and onto the ground with the bag applying an enormous amount of pressure on his back from the height of the jump. Takai smoothly moved through the village in a stealth mode, using the buildings and alleyways to his advantage. Finding a more suitable, and different location to train, he tossed the body bag onto the grass of the field.

"This next jutsu Im going to learn is a technique which is equip with a defensive mechanic, and able to be used in creating diversions. This could benefit my fighting style," said Takai as he performed the dragon seal, preparing him self for this vigorous training. He stretched his back out, cracking the bones of his rib cage to attempt to decrease the pain his back was enduring. "Stone is an nonmetallic mineral of which rock is made especially as a building material. Bringing life to the creations will be the hard part of this technique," Takai glanced at the buildings around him, analyzing the material. All of them were made with stone, and holes were carved into the walls of the building. "But, their is a possibility of this technique backfiring on me in the training procedure. Gotta be careful," said Takai as he elevated his hand into the air performing the dragon handseal. His eyelids closed. He concentrated on his chakra control for this technique, maintaining a satisfactory level of chakra manipulation.

Weaving through several hand-seals, the boy slammed his hand onto the surface, inserting his chakra into the ground. The soil became coated with his chakra as the surface had a small vibration. Several chunks of stone arose from the around. Each of the rock converted into an puddle of mud. The attempt to perform this technique was a failure. With his first try, he had used the steps of creating his previous jutsu he had learned. Only difference was that he attempted to shape the rocks into golem with his chakra, and his connection to the chakra which creates the rock form had vanish. He wasn't able to manage to sculpt the soil into an hardened golem. What a lame excuse for calling myself a artist. When, I can't even shape the golems into their correct formation. Takai sighed, exhaling a small amount of oxygen before he spoke.

"The reinforcements could be here any moment. The only way they're passing through the embassy is using the transformation jutsu. I must master this jutsu before the upcoming battle." 

Takai continued his training, knowing that his mistakes had to be coming from the chakra control which he presented to the soil. The boy quickly performed several more hand-seals. His chakra actively transmitting a layer of chakra around his hands. Once ceasing with his last hand-seal, he slammed his hand onto the ground once more. Chakra poured through the tiny cracks in the ground imbuing itself with the soil. He manipulated the dirt, attempting to shape a golem form. It was successful. The rock rose from the ground in the form of two headless and armless golems, dripping mud from them. Im going to have to practice combining all three of the newly steps together. But, this is more difficult than my last jutsu. In that training, the mud's ratio and chakra control were key. In this case, My shaping ability has to be on point Awaiting for his chakra levels to rejuvenate, he watched the surroundings, assuring that none of the assassins were currently around him.

After the long time of waiting to perform this technique once more, Takai weaved through several handseals. On the tips of his fingers, chakra was coated around them. This time, he wanted to preserve his chakra and see if he would be able to create an miniature version of the golem to study. Slamming his hand onto the ground, he ejected the chakra into the soil, attempting to connect the chakra with the dirt. The soil formed into an golem once more as he focused on mastering his ability to shape the creatures. An tiny amount of rock rose from the ground in the form of a golem which could walk, and slowly move. His skills of shaping were becoming better. But, wasn't quite enough ready for the creation of a four meter golem; The height of elephants. In this attempt to learn an jutsu, Takai couldn't let his anger corrupt his mind. It would cause him to lose his amount of chakra control ability in being able to access the concentraion level required for the shaping of this technique. 

[takai]

The hands of the boy released from the surface of the ground as he gasped for a breath of refreshing air, allowing the circulation to run through his lungs. I've managed to create a smaller version of the golems. But, this replicate isn't going to assure me that I'm going to complete this technique. Ruling the world is a task which requires hard work and dedication. The only way I'm going to achieve that is overcoming my weaknesses, and turning them into strengths. Takai continued to control his anger; Not allowing the frustration of himself to take over his body. The boy elevated his hands up to the torso of his body, connecting them together, and performing several hand-seals. Chakra enveloped the fingers of his hands, flowing through a few veins contained in his bones. The chakra control of the boy slowly increased which each opportunity he had to perform this technique. "Kuchiyose no Jutsu," shouted Takai as he positioned his hands on the ground, inserting his earth release chakra in the soil causing it to become imbued with the substance. A cloud of smoke appeared in the area, stretching out in a far range.

Once the smoke withing the area evaporated, the ground ripped beneath Takai as the rock rose from the ground. A creature with an enormous shoulder span formed from the rock as the earth trembled beneath him. Almost there Takai smiled, signaling for the golem to attempt to walk forward. With each step the golem took, the creation dripped mud, leaving a small trail behind itself. The last motion of the creature caused it to transform, returning back into a puddle of mud which covered a five-meter range. The boy released his chakra control from the ground, commanding for his chakra to return to the source within himself. Glancing over towards the town nearby, he noticed a citizen he previously encountered. Last time, the boy met this man, he was on his way to work. But, he had gotten off of his shift. "The time is changing fast. I don't know how much time I have left before their attack commences," The boy changed his attention to the body bag. "I can't let them recover this man. His intel is vital," Takai clenched his hands. A dark cloud of fear surrounded his body as he mumbled under his breath. The boy didn't notice that he was allowing for the enemy to disrupt his training session. With each thought of his conscious about the situation, he became more furious. Time wasn't his friend in this mission to successfully deliver the body to the household of the Tsuchikage.

Attempting the jutsu once more, Takai performed several more hand-seals, smirking as he looked at the ground beneath him. Slamming the chakra-coated fingertips of his hands onto the surface, he synced the earth release chakra of himself with the dirt, combining the soil together with his chakra. The particles of the dirt connected, hardening the properties of the soil. The earth beneath of the boy crumbled, vibrating as the rock was forced through the surface of the ground, forming into a golem. Standing tall, the golem rotated the head of himself. Before the creature could spot his surroundings, the rock of the golem broke apart into a large amount of tiny pebbles which collapsed into the cracks of the ground. His chakra control wasn't up to par. I must be allowing my anger to control me. Snap out of it, and calm down. I'm so close to perfecting this technique The boy stared at the back of his eyes with the dragon seal formed on his right hand. He exhaled in, and out, attempting to free his mind from the chains of rage. But, the boy had a lot of stress weighing down on his conscious.

"Come on. Try not to think of those depressing moments,"

Takai applied forced onto his eyelids, focusing on diminishing his anger. When the boy opened his eyes, the hostility of himself settled down. The boy slammed the palms of his hands together, weaving through several hand-seals. At the end of his last hand sign, he adjusted his right hand's position, thrusting his wrist onto the ground. The soil of the ground became soaked in his earth release chakra, shaping the form of the rock into a golem. Bruises were adorned with the palms of his hands from recklessly slamming them onto the ground. Rock erupted from the ground, vibrating the earth around itself. The creature appeared before Takai, following his every command. The eyes of Takai were widened in amazement. Takai used the back of his hand to wipe the sweat which dripped from the side of his face. None of his earth subordinates were hostile, and the functions of them were excellent. The pointed the index finger of his hand forward, testing out the attacking capabilities of the golem. The creature slowly swung a punch, targeting the air. The attacks of this summoning are slow. But, this creature has some useful properties. It can be used as a crash dummy. With the technique learned, Takai planted his butt in the grass, relaxing for several minutes before he would continue this training session.

[Madame Loki]

+20 for golem summoning

[takai]

Mud Spewing 20/30
Ishikyojin Kuchiyose no Jutsu 20/30

With the creatures under control, Takai continued to signal for them to move forward. His chakra connection with the enormous golems becoming disrupted by his foolish mind of becoming carefree of the summons. "This can't be," said Takai, collapsing towards the ground as the face of the moving stone creatures rotated their attention. The jutsu has backfired. There is no option of me diminishing the jutsu. I must survive," The boy raised from the ground, unsheathing the scythe from on his back. He grasped the handle of the weapon, thrusting the blade tip forward towards the golem. The golem prepared a fighting stance developed for slow moving fighters. Takai dashed towards his target, and leaped into the air. Staring his own creation in the face, he slashed his weapon, attempting to carve into the forehead of the golem. But, with one swing of the creatures arm towards the entire body of the boy, he was sent soaring towards the ground. "I underestimated him. Those arms are slow. But, pact a powerful punch," said Takai as he sheathed his scythe back into his holster, hurling two kunai at the face of the golem. The kunai bounced away from the creature, deflecting the jutsu with the material of his skin.

Takai lifted his body from the ground, regaining his normal fighting stance. The boy reached for his scythe once more as he gazed at the bandages wrapped around the handle. Guess, the weapon the black hooded man granted to me isn't that strong after all. The golem slowly walked forward, attempting to close the distance with the shinobi. Or my style of using this must be weak. The mysterious man should of left some scrolls on this. Maybe then I would of had a chance at defeating my own creation. A large amount of dust appeared into the area as the enormous feet of the creatures destroyed the crust. Abandoning his thoughts, he quickly leaped to the side of him, avoiding the attack as he swung the sharp tip of the blade at the leg of the creature. Speed is nothing compared to size. How about you chew on this?!" Applying pressure onto the blade, the weapon dug into the material, leaving a small crack on the golem as the collision cause Takai to be propelled away.

On the ground, Takai glanced at the face of the golem, who showed no remorse to crushing the skull inside of his fragile body. Giving up no time, the creature approached the boy with large steps that quickly, and swiftly shorted distance with ease. One of the legs of the golem attempted to smash the body of the boy as his chakra was absorbed from the usage of this technique. Rolling his body the right, he easily avoided the technique. He released his grip from the scythe, leaving it to lie on the ground for a moment. Slamming his hands together, he performed several hand seals, acknowledging that their was a slight chance of him successfully completing the jutsu. "Not enough time!" shouted the boy, applying his hands to the bottom of the feet of the golem, resisting to be demolished by the might of these creatures.

The battle slowly transformed into a tug of war battle between the two competitors. Each chance the golem had Takai on the verge of quitting, he showed a small level of unexpected strength, maintaining his chances of winning this mistake. The golems are a worthy training opponent. Probably my only friend, who gave me some fun like this in a while Before the creatures was able to crush his weak skeletal structure, the stone summons vanished. Takai gasped for a small amount of breath, becoming surprised by the jutsu wearing off. The presence of chakra in the area from the stones faded, returning into the body of the boy. He raised up from the ground, wiping the stains from off of his clothing. "Now, I know my limitations on this technique. This battle can help me in the long run. Those brainless stone golems actually taught me a lesson," said Takai, strolling towards the location of his scythe to retreive the blade.

[Christoff]

+10
Learned

[takai]

Mud Spewing 20/30

The time remaining for the training of the earth style jutsu came to an end. Takai sheathed his scythe onto his back, listening to the environment around him. "You shouldn't hide from me. Show your face," said Takai, smiling as a kunai was hurled towards the forest behind him. Another one of their assassins for hire has arrived. I'm going to need to leave as soon as possible. The boy suspected that there was someone lurking, and watching the presence of him. But, no one showed their presence. Takai reached for the body bag, positioning it onto his shoulder. He dashed towards the forest, leaping into the air to attempt to land on a tree branch. The enemy of the boy predicted his movements, following him and interrupting the chance of the boy reaching the tree. The two of them clashed with each other with the sharp point of the blade colliding into each other, applying pressure to attempt to win the start of this encounter with pure force. "Taking one of my comrades is a violation of my master's plans for you. I am here to retrieve you," said the assassin who wore a black cloak with a skull mask on his face. The strength of the enemy outmatched the weight applied to the kunai being used for defense by Takai.

Thrusting the kunai forward, the boy was pushed backward onto another tree branch behind him. In front of Takai, the assassin could be spotted, standing five meters away from him, blocking the direction which the boy intended to escape through. Deciding his next route, the boy stood with a courageous expression on his face. The assassin humiliated the innocent boy because of the looks, and skills of Takai. The enemy underestimated Takai as usual. The only way to escape I must distract the opponent or immobilize him Takai sat the body bag onto the tree and performed several hand seals. Elimatining this situation required a Jutsu which would have similar effects to leaving a loose banana peeling on the floor.

The limitations of the boy were kept in a note. His body was already weakened from the training with the stone summons, and using most of his chakra to master the technique. This jutsu would need to be performed correct or it could lead to him being defeated by his foe. Ending his handset on the dragon seal, Takai used his left hand to hurl a kunai at the assassin to improvise. The boy grabbed the body bag once more, elevating it onto his shoulders as he quickly attempted to retreat from the area. His lungs expanded, filling up with a low quantity of chakra. Traveling from tree to tree, Takai created a ratio which would qualify for releasing mud out of his mouth. Drops of the substance spewed out of his mouth onto the trees. Inside this mud contained small bits of food. The technique failed. The assassin continued to pursue the target, dodging the Jutsu with ease.

Coughing and continuing to spit out a small amount of mud, Takai continued to hold his right hand shaped in a dragon hand seal. The expected amount released was incorrect because of the ratio. The absent-minded boy had forgotten the formula of the jutsu. Got to buy some time before I am history. How could I have foolishly lost the data on the technique.p/i] "I am not going to continue to play cat and mouse with you, kid! It's time to end this," The assassins shouted. Takai ignored the comment by the enemy, knowing that his enemy wouldn't be able to perform any jutsu with the annoying drips of mud left behind. His enemies attention would continue to be directed at avoiding of the substance. Jumping from tree to tree, Takai rotated his head to locate the distance of the opponent from him. He synced into his earth release chakra, continuing to combine it with his normal chakra. His stomach was loaded with a large amount of mud. But, the boy couldn't determine the correct ratio.

"Your fast. But, my intelligence will overcome this situation."

Submitting another ratio, The cheeks of the boy expanded as the oxygen in his lungs wouldn't flow through. The face of Takai became red as he couldn't inhale, or exhale any air. The insides of his system converted into mud, and vomited onto the tree branch below him. The left foot of the assassin stepped onto the puddle causing the body of him to become unbalanced, and slip from off of the tree. Takai increased his speed, noticing that he had found the correct ratio, and the enemy had clumsily fallen for his small trap. The boy exited the area, heading for another hiding place until he could proceed to the quest of returning the body to his Kage.

[exit]

[Madame Loki]

+10