- Dec 13, 2020
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“You still have these old things? I was sure they’d been gone once you found yourself a husba—”
Kirinji cut out mid sentence. It was clearly out of the ordinary, but for anyone who wasn’t watching and had now glanced over at him, they’d see the worried expression clearly painted upon his face. Something was wrong. Something had gone wrong with Kasami and Team 3. He wasn’t sure what, but he felt agony, pain, and sorrow. Even some death. Kirinji’s eyes flickered side-to-side as if he were receiving some sort of transmission of some sort of message. A ball of sweat rolled down the side of his forehead and then he smirked. Kirinji retracted the hand that was cupping Ayako’s face and used the back of his hand to wipe the sweat off. “Heh” the sound that escaped his mouth as he simultaneously put both arms on his knees and forced himself up basically.
Kirinji took a few steps back once he had straightened his posture and began to reach into a back pouch he carried. “Sorry, Little Wolf.” She’d know what he was apologizing for. As he finished his sentence he brought his arm around as he was holding something small and shiny in the palm of his hands. To an outsider, it would be a foreign object and they’d barely glance at it twice. However, to someone knowledgeable about Naraka, they’d recognize it was a Huíyì Orb, produced by Senpu Monks in Naraka. They have many purposes, but this one’s main purpose was to transport Kirinji to a distance location: Naraka.
Kirinji crushed the orb within his palm immediately after showing the orb. And just as he did, a green mist bursted open from the orb and surrounded Kirinji’s body and intertwined with it at an unreasonable speed. To the onlookers, the first thing they’d notice is that the mist seemed to have a life of its own and moved as if it had its own mind. The next thing they’d notice is that this wasn’t chakra. Within the same moment, Kirinji and the green mist disappeared without even a single trace.