— The Dragon God.

[Umehara]

[. The Dragon Sage of Mist]

---¡°A¡± Rank Difficulty Class---

Name: [. Satsubatsu]
Size: [. Extremely Large] - Approximately the size of a 15 story building.
Special: [. Ninjutsu Master] | [. Can be mounted for flight] |
Gender: [. Male]
Duration: [. May remain on the field until the user is drained of chakra, or dismisses it. Also will vanish upon completion of tasks in battle.]
Personality:
The power he exerts is fit for his size, capable tearing any opponent before him asunder. There is little armor capable of withstanding his onslaught, and little that is capable of penetrating his hardened hide. Overwhelmingly muscular, this entity does not destroy his opponents¡ªhe devours them. Using Jutsu of the Doton elemental affinity, his most devastating assaults, he has easily destroyed and terraformed large vectors of landscape at but a whim.

More barbarian than tactician, he is often seen rampaging the vicinity of his opponent, ensuring their death by destroying everything in his path. Having never lost a battle, his demeanor has succumbed to an arrogance unmatched by any he¡¯s met.
Description:

Extremely large in size, this dragon is second only to the King himself. Standing several humans over your average person, this impressively large creature flaunts the figure of a true beast. A loud and boisterous war cry signals his arrival, the earth shaking with his call. More humanoid than most dragons, this breed of creature appears to be more of a human in armor than that of an actual armor. Massive wings rest on large, bulky shoulders, while sharpened fangs drip with acid from his maw; a honey-comb golden hide does little to dampen the haunting crimson eyes peering forth from this monster¡¯s skull, analyzing his decided prey.

History:


[. Loyalty]


This creature was once the self-proclaimed ruler of the Dragon family. Satsubatsu would devour the earth in all of his existence, birthed alone on a mountainous plain that held no source of nutrition or food. Left to perish at a young age, the dragonling was forced to use its essence to dig through the earth for what little plant-life and source of nourishment he could find. Eventually, the perseverance pushed him to build muscle and strength. Inevitably, he came to obtain the ability of flight; Satsubatsu took to the skies and would devour the majority of many forest's animals, feasting upon all that he had before him in rage and malice toward his past as a younger being. His reign over all the land was supreme for many decades, yet there was one who defied him.

Satsubatsu's Doton Affinity lays unchecked by any beast who is of the Dragon kind. His powerful rampages have left many places torn apart, forestry reduced to remnants of a memory as soil and upheavals of earth lay evident from his actions. Raw physical strength allows him to wade through it with ease, but Satsubatsu awakened his most lethal enemy with the assault near the origin of where Uchiha Genesis discovered the dragons. As he tore the land asunder, a presence located in the very bowels of the volcano was pulled into reality...Burakku Ekirei.

The beast was obviously much larger than Satsubatsu, presenting a defiance and a god-complex the likes of which had never been given to the self-proclaimed king. The honor and respect was mutual as they acknowledged the other's mass and ability, thereafter a battle for authority taking place. For days did earth and flame clash, the constant poundings of fist upon scale echoing across the land and even feigning thunderous strikes of lightning slamming into the ground. In the end, Satsubatsu's reign came to an end as Ekirei pulled himself from the ground in utter rage and proved more than a match for him at that state. It was obvious that the Doton techniques were useless against the lower body, though Satsubatsu was incapable of hurting the beast for its adamant hide. Thus, he has been placed second in command for surviving the clash of the Dragon Titans.
Weapons: [. Claws] | [. Teeth] | [. Tail] | [. Horns]

[0|80]

-- The time had come.

No longer could he hold the beast within, the demonic essence that poured out of Anotsu's very soul forcing him to climb the tallest mountain located within Mizu No Kuni. For days had he not slept or rested up, the acquiring of the four zodiac beasts giving him an adrenal stimulation that he could not shake. Every time he closed his eyes, the very ferocious roar of the final two dragons could be heard. Their maws open wide and would consume him for all but an eternity, devouring him into their bowels and regurgitating him in a constant loop. There was nothing that could be done...at least, until the very ominous skies of a Friday afternoon pushed him to rise from his resting place.

-- Tsukuyomi thanked Shinji, and thereafter fully equipped himself after bathing and washing all of his garments. He appeared to be a newly formed being; one of cunning and strength, but a malice untamed. His Sharingan seemed to be permanently activated. For hours had those three tomoe stared out into any who would come into his path. He was discerning the difference between genjutsu and the like much easier than before, and the story of the legendary Uchiha was nowhere near its end. There was still much to be done..and he would ensure that this would be so.

Arriving atop the highest mountain, the Apashi blade would be pulled from the terra that he used to hoist himself up to the peak. The trip had taken him few hours, and with bare hands had he journeyed from the mouth of the mountain to its crown. Standing for minutes to view the beauteous landscape, there was not a scene that could have motivated him more. But what would become of the obsidian-locked Chuunin? He reached into his pouch and slowly pulled forth the contract. There, smeared in blood, the parchment appeared to resonate with the power of the dragons.

Chakra surged wildly throughout his being, his eyes narrowing in lieu of the final two slots. He could feel himself bonding with the summons already, the simple touch of his fingertips along the parchment granting him the access to attempt to summon them. But before he could do so, he would need to hone his mind, body, and soul for the battle that was to take place with the first of the two. Satsubatsu, the great Ninjutsu Master Dragon, would have all of the advantage on such a plain as this. There was naught but terra firma at his fingertips, and the legends stated that he was able to bring about great calamity to entire plains with the mere stroke of his arm. Was there validity in this?

Anotsu began to absorb their impalpable knowledge. Before anything physical could take place, he would need to hold the mental stability for his own chakra system to merge with theirs. If but for only a moment, it would be the conduit for him to withstand the insanity that lingered. The rage..the intoxicating power..the vindictive essence that composed the two great beasts..it was all but fearful to any. But this Uchiha, the descendant of Genesis, heir to the Dragons..stood adamant.

[Umehara]

[??|80]

The mental preparation consisted of so many questions, so many things that the Uchiha had not come to comprehend over his lifetime. As he trekked forward along the ground, Mizu's expanse seemed to grow smaller to him. The scarlet within his eyes flickered in question, and it was then that the very world around him revolved around the beat of wings against the wind. What was this intangible feeling of power? This lust...this desire to progress and advance his knowledge toward the fiends that had watched Genesis die eons ago? Perhaps it was the One-Handed Dragon seal as well, that coaxed him to learn these dangerous summons.

He'd travelled far and wide in search of answers, and now they were here at his fingertips. Could he withstand the power of their assaults? What if they buried him under their massive influence? It was one thing to summon that of a small dragon, that of a medium dragon...that of a dragon whose humility far surpassed his own. But these...these were the grand-masters of their people. It was told in legends that they were the ones who shaped the earth, their epic battle leading to the climates that thrived once human and the like came to bond with the gaia. It was even foretold that mother nature herself controlled these great beings at one point.

There could be no procrastination. Even if these facts were true, it would be by Anotsu's right hand that they would be claimed. As he lay the scroll down upon the ground, Atsuhiro took a knee. Various memories began to spring forth from the cerebral. He was cognizant, for the first time, of the emotions that followed. Happiness...sadness...anger...confusion..jealousy...they all began to filter through and permeate against his usually concentrated emotional wall, the barriers crashing down. From his right eye did a tear of scarlet fall...and upon the contract would it drip. The same occurred from his left eye, and in that he could sense the dragon's summoning.

Anotsu stood to his feet and jumped back for meters just as the very contract exploded with a mahogany light, dwelling in the atmosphere for seconds. It lifted from the edifice upon which he stood, spiraling multiple times before tendrils of electricity jumped from the points where the tears of blood had fallen. Atsuhiro's Sharingan began to behave wildly; he could no longer control the amount of chakra pouring forth, the three tomoe constantly shifting between First, Second, and Third Stage. The very crimson seemed to burn his optic nerves, though the pain was less than harmful to him. If this was the consequence...then just what had Genesis seen before Atsu's time?

And there, in the distance, did the might roar of the dragons pierce the air. Atsuhiro hadn't even performed handseals! His body felt numb...damn near cold as he placed his hands together. From there, the only option was to control the summoning through the zodiac beasts that he had learned. Allowing a single hand to rest at his side, the Uchiha quickly lowered his head and began to mutter the names of the zodiac as he formed those seals. Quickly did he fly through them, attempting to calm and quell the anger as Satsubatsu inevitably rose from the depths of nothing to do his own bidding. Soon, the climactic battle between man and beast would begin again.

— There was no turning back.

[Umehara]

[??|80]

-- And he'd been correct.

The very chakra seeping from the scroll burst forward now, tendrils of energy wrapping around Anotsu's form and lifting him into the air. He steadily kept at the One-Handed seals, his eyes narrowing as he bit out in frustration. It looked as if the very remnants of his memories were being snatched from him. Satsubatsu's voice echoed out and into his head from the parchment - a deep and commanding tone it was, murderous with every intention to tear his cerebral in half from the sheer volume. Pounding against his mind did he mutter the words "Uchiha Genesis" time and again.

Had he mistaken the man for such a legendary shinobi? Impossible. The wheels of history had revealed unto the dragon that Genesis had died long ago, when climbing this very mountainous formation himself. Atsuhiro held no likeness to him, aside from the tomoe that continued to take multiple forms within his occuli. Finally, after minutes, the Sharingan settled back into its Third Stage. But not without consequence. His eyesight had improved, but his peripheral vision had taken a turn for the worse. He could not see to the sides, and thus the draconic influence upon his features had changed him.

Within the male's focal point of the eye..

-- Was the slit of the dragon's eye.

An astral projection of Satsubatsu's arm lingered in front of the male, revealing unto him the new eyesight. It was as if they had resonated the same type of energy, and now were sharing it. But for what reason? All would be revealed in due time..but for now, the Uchiha had much bigger problems to concern himself with. From the depths of the scroll did the beast emerge, stretching the very portal of chakra itself and pulling himself into appearance. The crown of his head was more than majestic; the ivory daggers that jutted forth from the cranium appeared to be razor sharp, serrated at some points as the glowing amber eyes narrowed themselves at Atsuhiro.

The arms were more than powerful. They managed to slam into the sides of the mountain, its gargantuan biceps flexing as scales of adamant armor covered it. They looked to be akin to steel pipes of a massive kind, the manacles upon its hands sharper than any blade that the Uchiha had fathomed. Easily cleaving in twain a chunk of the very edifice, the mountainous formation fell away from the tall height and crashed into the earth below. There was no stopping this beast once its emergance was complete. A large pillar of smoke accompanied it as its head was pulled from the creation of chakra, Atsuhiro's tenketsu flowing wild with the spiritual essence required to birth such a beast.

It hadn't even pulled itself fully, and already it had begun to charge itself with the massive amount of chakra that was alotted to it. This was a Ninjutsu Master, the very beings of lore that held a power over the elements that none could have fathomed. Anotsu could only wonder what abilities it held behind it, though the terra beneath his feet that trembled gave testament to the very things that it was capable of. He could only watch in awe as the being's mouth reared out of the scroll.

...The nightmare was unfolding before him.

[Umehara]

[??|80]

With the dragon's mouth emerging from the scroll, the roar it presented appeared to be so much more greater in volume than when it had been attacking Anotsu's cerebral. He stepped back and fell to a knee as its ivory daggers slicked with saliva, a pool of it flowing downward and onto the ground into small puddles. He could no longer bear the close proximity between the entity and himself, and thus Atsuhiro climbed to his feet and did the only thing that could preserve his life. It was either this, or suffer the full force of a being that could have easily grasped him with its hands, crushed his frame, and dove back into the scroll for another generation's rest. And that thing was.....

Run.

Forward he took off, a massive set of wings emerging as well through the scroll and flapping wildly against the wind. The very beat of it was enough to send him damn near off his feet as he lunged forward, the Apashi blade grabbed from its scabbard. Atsuhiro's body twisted wildly as the torso pulled itself forward, resembling that of a tank's adamant force as the heavily armored monster birthed itself into reality. Satsubatsu's arms lay clinging to the earth thereafter, finally emerging with the knees popping forth from the scroll in all their grandeur. Spikes protruded from the earth for great distances, spreading out along the mountaintop just as the young Chuunin escaped the doton elemental onslaught.

With only a last step to his right foot upon the ground as he forced himself earthward, Anotsu took the only action available to him as the massive feet of Satsubatsu emerged from the chakra portal. The scroll fell lifeless toward the ground, and in his final moments of awakening did a massive burst of spiritual essence rock the foundations of the plain. An explosion of epic proportions behind him, the Uchiha jumped off the top of the cliff for as high as he could muster. His body twisted and contorted gracefully, although at a high velocity, until he could maintain his composure with the Apashi swored gripped in his hand. The instrument would most likely have no effect on the beast, but it was his last alternative in emergency.

But yet, nothing could have prepared him for its massive size. The dragon flew into the air for a small distance and crashed onto the edifice, its massive maw opening wide for a voluminous roar to take place. Its arms outstretched, the titanic being stepped forward only once and was able to create a harsh collision with the earth. Not even the mountaintop could truly sustain his weight, beginning to crumble beneath the steps it took. The horned head lowered as it regarded Anotsu with apathy, and in those fleeting moments of uncertainty did the former KazeKage slash forward with the instrument in his right hand.

He managed to slam his sword into the side of the mountain, dangling as he did before as chunks of earth ripped into the air and flew past his body. They created great bodies of craters below, but it would not deter the focus of the Uchiha claiming Satsubatsu as his own creature of summoning. Still, he felt the resonance being held. He was still clearly holding to the One-Handed Dragon seal, his alternate arm prayerfully grasped to the instrument of destruction as he dangled. It had all come down to this. Never before had he needed to concentrate so hard, only to preserve life.

More importantly, why did Satsubatsu resist so blatantly?

Attempting to form the bond, several shackles of obsidian began to appear over its body. And yet, every time one would emerge, he'd tear it away from his appendage and toss it into the distance, only to watch it dissipate. Was he so disapproving of Atsuhiro's control over it? Then why had it not spoken?

Truly, this would be a great calamity...unless Anotsu could harness its power, the world would suffer.

[Umehara]

[??|80]

Anotsu managed to pull himself up and back onto the mountain, rolling over before standing to full height. Satsubatsu, in all his weight and height, merely beat those powerful wings against the wind as he roared forth. "You call upon a god, mortal. Did you expect to stand so easily upon my entrance?" He, just as lore had stated, possessed quite the attitude. Not a hint of humility was upon his features, his arms moving upward and folding along the expanse of that powerful abdomen. He looked as if he could crush entire continents with only the force of his appendages alone.

Behind him did a massive tail sway back and forth, coming to rest only when he would land upon the edifice. It looked as adamant as it was, the beautiful scales upon its body somewhat larger than most dragons he'd seen. Indeed, this one could have easily devoured Spliff and Niro if it had chosen. How did they ever survive against such a humongous foe if they were to ever get into a skurmish? These thoughts crossing his mind, Anotsu stepped back upon his right foot and held his blade to his southern flank. "Hmph. You're not the only god that exists on this plain.

Come now, don't underestimate your summoner." The threat - no, the promise - was more than evident as they stared at each other. The spikes of earth began to shatter soon after his words were complete, entire chunks beginning to cave in and attempt to crowd the Uchiha in burial. Yet, a mere shunshin [1|17] would carry him away from it. The large explosion yielded from such an attack would create distance and a veil of debri between Satsubatsu and Atsuhiro, and therefore the Chuunin dashed away from the beast and once more vaulted off of the mountain's top. Single-handed seals performed, Anotsu thereafter bit into his thumb and smeared it along the contract as it flew away from the ground and into his grasp once more.

Before the parchment could fall away, he luckily caught it between his legs and smacked a hand into the side of the mountain. All that he could rely on was Spliff now, and the small creature was there within a puff of smoke. As he stabbed his sword into the hard gaia, Atsu's body lay clinging to it. Spliff beat its small wings hastily, snickering as it turned and saw Satsubatsu's form moving into the distance. Obviously, it would advance once a full turn of its body and chakra system had been done. "Soooo, you're up against Uncle Satsu, huh? You must have one seeeeeeeeeeerious deathwish, Anotsu." he screeched.

Atsuhiro merely grinned as he forced himself onto his back, turning his spine onto the hard rock. "Perhaps.." he began. A spike of earth flew toward his body, and thus he would dislodge the sword and fall only a few meters before landing in a crouch. The heavy crash into the mountain caused it to break away from the formation once more, the Chuunin dodging and rolling to the side before standing through the rubble that fell near his feet. "But I can't attempt to tame it until the moment is right."[/i]

[Umehara]

[??|80]

Once more vaulting into the air, Anotsu managed to grab Spliff and land much higher from where he once stood. He set the dragon down, its small mouth nibbling on a cookie that he'd given it from his pouch. Shinji had provided sustenance earlier, and that was the remains of the meal. "Sooooo, what did you call me for? I was watching Blues Clues." he squeaked. Sharpening his claws on the edge of the mountain, those small wings still beat. "Tell me how to quell this beast. He speaks few words, and battle with him at this altitude is suicidal. If I don't attack him directly, then he most likely won't listen to what I have to say.

My chakra is bonding with him, but it is a slow process. He revokes my ability to truly call upon his assistance."[/i] This was the truth. No matter the mental stability of the Uchiha, it didn't appear to be enough. He did not wish to harm the great dragon, its grandeur ruined by a stray ninjutsu that would cast it down. But at the same time, there was naught to do but face the brunt of its force if he could do nothing else. Spliff gave a quizzical look, before reaching and plucking a blade of grass from the side of the mountain. Handing it to Atsuhiro, it tilted its head.

"Lookit! Plant life! o.o"

Anotsu quirked a brow but for a moment, before another spike of earth forced him to shunshin ten meters to the left. Satsubatsu's roar filled the air as its volatile acts became increasingly harder to manage. "...A lot of help this is going to do me, Spliff. Remind me why I summoned you again?"[/i] Spliff hovered upside down, thereafter allowing his tail to spin in a three hundred and sixty degree fashion. "I dunno...I just asked you the same question, genius!" he squeaked. The small animal began to float away, shrugging its shoulders. "I guess I'll sit around and watch the fight. Any way I can help? ...I'll see about it." Much reassurance from the lowest of the family.

There appeared to be no other way. Gathering his wits about him, the Uchiha's new resolve would be fed to Satsubatsu in its entirety. He clutched onto the sword, and thereafter began to form rapid handseals. If this beast was of the earth element, then Atsuhiro would need to invoke the use of the Raiton element. Tendrils of electricity began to crackle about his arm as he focused, narrowed eyes forcing his Kekkai Genkai into activation once more. He was reading the dragon's movements, the elemental nature of mahogany resonating from his person.

The anticipation of the attack had come.

Just as another spike of earth would be driven from the ground and toward him, Anotsu would vault forward off of the top of the edifice. His spring allowed him to ascend for a great distance, and in his agility did he manage to literally land upon the spike as it flew toward him. He dashed forward at a swift rate, the Shodai Armor glowing against the luminous glow of the moon just as it began to peek out from the distance. As the last step was reached, he roared out with a sanguine force and yet again took to the skies.

[Umehara]

[??|80]

-- Tsukuyomi was prepared.

As he seemed to hover into the skies, he would unleash a potent force of energy that transformed itself into the Raiton element. The essence of it was easily enough to move into the being's body and shock it, but it was nowhere near large enough to cause true damage. The variation of the jutsu would be a rather large dragon, spiraling about the atmosphere and crackling loud against the thunderous skies before speeding forward with a swift projectile rate. An explosion of epic proportion occurred as Satsubatsu attempted to counter it, smashing a fist into the maw of the dragon just as it reached its location.

Atsuhiro was thrown back from the sheer force of it. The spike of earth from previous encounter had exploded, allowing him to jump from slab to slab with his chakra pouring onto each piece as he went. Thankfully for him, the chakra reserves were intensely high. Had he been anything less than the sage that he had grown to be, surely death would have taken him and cast him into the mouth of the mountain below. Satsubatsu shook his arm few times as the lightning dragon curled about its appendage, the jutsu's purpose served as a momentary paralysis was given. This would allow him to prepare yet another technique, but more importantly, it would allow him to take the breaks he needed.

Winded, Anotsu was not capable of truly standing toe to toe with this beast. He knew this very well, and remained cognizant of the absurb levels of chakra that beasts this size could hold. If he was having this much trouble with the Earthen beast, then he could only wonder what the great Burakku Ekirei would have done. The dragon swooped down toward his location. Quickly did it move, almost as if a speeding bullet through the sky stalking toward its prey. Spliff tilted his head to the side and dipped in and out of the earthen projectiles that were thrown thereafter, Satsu's arms working frantically to gather pieces of the mountain and hurl them at Atsuhiro.

There was no striking the Uchiha, though. The Sharingan eye was beholding all that was occurring, able to read the movements of the beast and counter them effectively. More handseals were formed with his alternate hand as the Dragon seal was kept at his left hand, Apashi left to fall into the scabbard as he quickly jumped to and fro to dodge the barrage of attacks. "You won't be escaping this mountaintop alive, human. I will make sure of that!!" he bellowed. The sound from his voice was enough to rattle the very bones of the Uchiha, causing him to wince in discomfort as he lost his footing.

Off of the mountain he'd fall, the final handseal prepared as his arm once more began to crackle with lightning. A feint, perhaps? The three tomoe within his Sharingan could discern Satsubatsu's form flying downward toward him, hands slammed together between a boulder. He was going to attempt to crush the Uchiha before he could hit the ground, claiming victory and the honor of the dragons to boot. Unbeknownst to him, however, the Uchiha was no longer willing to hold back. It was all or nothing. There was no alternate option.

[Umehara]

[??|80]

It had all come down to this.

"Pandoru...I hope the courage you had at the Chuunins will be mine today.." Anotsu muttered.

He doubted that the woman could hear his hopeful statement, but somewhere beneath the exterior did she give him the hope that he needed to perform this last technique. His descent toward the earth was arriving quickly, delivered from the heavens as Satsubatsu's amber eyes turned into that of crimson. So...this was the true optic color of those malicious sockets. It was all too common for him to be looked at with the fiery red of one's anger, but it would not deter him from the path that he intended to take. As his appendage began to burn from the contingency, Anotsu's actions could only serve to grant him victory.

But this was the same victory that the dragon was hoping for. Those powerful wings beat against the wind, its aerial maneuvers allowing it to move fairly swift downward toward Atsuhiro. Should those large arms have reached out any further, its arms along with the huge gathering of rock could have crushed him easily. A stray eye was pushed downward toward Apashi; should anything out of the ordinary have occurred, he'd merely cut away at the jutsu or strike with the kissaki of the blade. Spliff could only hover downward at a fast rate as he watched, those brilliant eyes flickering in wonder at the two titans that had clashed.

There needn't be any words. Only the resounding echoes of intent against intent, domination versus pride. As the final moments of Atsuhiro's attempts came to fruition, Satsubatsu's maw would roar forth with the most voluminous sound it could produce. Strings of saliva signified the beast's hunger...but the tomoe within Anotsu's Sharingan Eye fed the same to its gigantic frame. The time had come for them to connect, and in lieu of the final moments did Atsuhiro open his mouth and emit a roar that was exponentially louder than Satsubatsu's itself. His mighty cry was so great that the foundations of the mountain began to crumble, explosions rocking the atmosphere as he thrust forth with his right arm.

"LIGHTNING STYLE! LIGHTNING DRAGON!!"

[/i]

And with great power did the thunderous beast roar from his appendage. The bicep gave way to a massive surge of chakra as the projectile reached forth from his fingertips, birthed unto greatness by the tenketsu pouring out every ounce of available chakra required to reach its full potential. The greatest result was at point-blank range as Satsubatsu attempted to hurl the boulder from within its grasp toward his chest; but to no avail. The lightning dragon tornado spiraled about the entirety of its body and wrapped itself about the scaled beast, opening its jaws wide and biting down onto the beast's very facade.

Satsubatsu roared with a ferocious cry as lightning coursed its entire body, covering the beast's frame and causing an explosion that coated the skies in darkness. Ominous plumes of gray and the like spanned forward to blot out the very sun as tendrils of lightning ran rampant against the clouds, travelling along the ground and unearthing a great amount of gaia as the two entities were lost within the fray. Spliff covered its eyes as its miniature silhouette was carried away by a sonic boom, lost amongst the debri and smoke itself.

......To be continued.

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[Zetsumei]

+80
Learned

[Umehara]

-- Casting his eyes to the west toward the Festival, stood upon the outskirts of the mountainous region and let out a roar incapable by most human vocals. The Shadow Clones dispersed, all of their knowledge retained and fed to the cerebral. Quickly were handseals performed, his palm slamming onto the ground below before a pillar of smoke rose into the air.

He climbed atop the monstrous form of his summon, and with a single beat of the wind did it carry him to the skies. Truly, the chains had been unleashed...and the beast was well on its way to feast.

[. Exit]