The fox watched Itachi as he gathered his kimono sleeve and pressed it against his open wound. It stung, and on reflex, Tomoe moved to slit the beautiful man's throat. However, he paused when it seem like the human knew what he was doing. Did he know how to stop the pain?
Either case, whether the human had experience or not, he did want that fear to be instilled. He conjured a ball of fire within the ball of his hands, looking at Itachi menacingly."...if you fail, I'll burn everything down to the ground. Understand, human?"
Once they were on the same pace, the flame dissipated and Tomoe closed his palm. Trying to his best to be still, even if he wanted nothing more than to writhe in pain. He had never been inflicted with such an object before, and Tomoe wasn't sure what to expect.
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Either case, whether the human had experience or not, he did want that fear to be instilled. He conjured a ball of fire within the ball of his hands, looking at Itachi menacingly."...if you fail, I'll burn everything down to the ground. Understand, human?"
Once they were on the same pace, the flame dissipated and Tomoe closed his palm. Trying to his best to be still, even if he wanted nothing more than to writhe in pain. He had never been inflicted with such an object before, and Tomoe wasn't sure what to expect.