"I wonder if you'll say the same when it turns on you?" His master had personally turned on him, but then again his master was the embodiment of the village to him, as the village had intended, and then the village branded him a traitor and a murderer for something the beast inside him had done. If it turned on one of its treasures, it would inevitably turn on its tools. He had no interest in serving anything that saw its people as tools.
The spinning blade cut an explosive path so obvious that it was easy to sway aside and dodge it without even moving his feet. Behind him, several bubbles coalesced around it and engulfed it in potent acid, immediately beginning to eat away at the blade and handle. Just in case that was an attempt to lay some sort of trap behind him.
He grit his teeth in displeasure at the sight of one of the legendary swords (of course that would be present, though, he couldn't expect the Monster of Kiri to be far from it) and brought the wand to his mouth, summoning a new wave of bubbles in front of his (now rapidly) retreating form, these filled with acid and toxic gas.
"There's no need to put yourself out for me."
...No, he didn't really think he'd be able to talk the man out of attacking him, unfortunately.
He turned and sprinted down the path, rather than stand his ground against the sword. Against Kisame...there wasn't any way he would be able to avoid using at least a little of that power. Which was...frustrating. He hadn't needed to do that in years.
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"I wonder if you'll say the same when it turns on you?" His master had personally turned on him, but then again his master was the embodiment of the village to him, as the village had intended, and then the village branded him a traitor and a murderer for something the beast inside him had done. If it turned on one of its treasures, it would inevitably turn on its tools. He had no interest in serving anything that saw its people as tools.
The spinning blade cut an explosive path so obvious that it was easy to sway aside and dodge it without even moving his feet. Behind him, several bubbles coalesced around it and engulfed it in potent acid, immediately beginning to eat away at the blade and handle. Just in case that was an attempt to lay some sort of trap behind him.
He grit his teeth in displeasure at the sight of one of the legendary swords (of course that would be present, though, he couldn't expect the Monster of Kiri to be far from it) and brought the wand to his mouth, summoning a new wave of bubbles in front of his (now rapidly) retreating form, these filled with acid and toxic gas.
"There's no need to put yourself out for me."
...No, he didn't really think he'd be able to talk the man out of attacking him, unfortunately.
He turned and sprinted down the path, rather than stand his ground against the sword. Against Kisame...there wasn't any way he would be able to avoid using at least a little of that power. Which was...frustrating. He hadn't needed to do that in years.