Sand District

Mellow

Mythical
LEGENDARY
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Oboro's eyes flicked to where the lifeless body was laid by the Kusakage. just as Shishio asked him to move it somewhere else. As such, Oboro nodded his head and approached the figure without hesitation. His hands gripped the hair of the creature as he was too disgusted with its appearance to touch it anywhere else, and carefully lifted the body with his incredible strength. He carried the body to an empty table near the right side of the room, the wooden surface cleared of any tools or materials. Setting it down just to simply be done with holding onto it.

Once the task was done, he turned his attention to the door, where the two Kages, Shishio and Xaio, had entered to continue their meeting. His role now was to ensure the safety of Shishio and keep any others from disrupting whatever discussions or plans were about to unfold. Oboro walked calmly toward the door, positioning himself strategically in front of it, his back straight and his gaze sharp. He knew better than to involve himself in the affairs of two Kage without being asked, but he also knew the importance of protection in moments like these. And with the tension already thick in the air, he felt the need to heighten security. Without a word, Oboro formed a series of hand seals with speed and precision, summoning his two unique puppets—Axar and Alastor.

In a puff of chakra-infused smoke, the two puppets materialized on either side of the room. Alastor, his larger puppet, stood tall on the left, its menacing design apparent in its hulking, jagged frame. Its mechanical arms were crossed, and its powerful build gleamed faintly in the dim light. Axar, smaller but more agile, took position on the right. Both puppets stood still, like silent sentinels, their presence radiating a sense of readiness and danger. They acted as perfect guardians, their lifeless eyes focused on their surroundings, but in Oboro's control, they were far from lifeless. As Oboro stood in his positions with them, his hands falling to his sides after the summoning, his expression unreadable but his posture alert. His presence at the door served as both a shield and a warning. He kept his attention split between the room and the ongoing conversation between the two powerful leaders. The workshop was now a fortified zone, with Oboro and his puppets acting as a silent barrier of defense.

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Current Location: Puppet Workshop
New post order: Xaio Tendo → Oboro → Shishiō
Posting Time Limit (PTL): 3 Days (Approximately 72 Hours)
Skip Points: II
 
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