[ Chernobog and Grey, oblivious to the pain they've caused their trainer, are too busy congratulating each other on good wrestling. Minato, meanwhile, is fighting the urge to back up several steps.
Then turn. Then run. Preferably to Kanto. ]
Ah...
[ Boy, she looks mad. That cracked right down to the plaster, but at least it didn't actually go through. He looks back at Nanao, coming to grips with the nature of true fear. ]
i did my best. i have no regrets.
Then turn. Then run. Preferably to Kanto. ]
Ah...
[ Boy, she looks mad. That cracked right down to the plaster, but at least it didn't actually go through. He looks back at Nanao, coming to grips with the nature of true fear. ]
--Grey overbalanced.