Training started an hour ago. Where were the two of you?
Sakon shrugged slightly in reaction to the other’s question. “We were out on a mission.”
“You’d better not,” Kimimaro said dangerously. “Get to work. I want your cursed seal second stage perfected today.”
Ukon split off of Sakon’s body, now looking at their leader along with Sakon. “That’s a simple task.” They focused, the black dot pattern of their curse mark spreading over their skin. “Level one.” They focused once more on their transformation, their skin turning from white to red and their horns beginning to sprout. Sakon’s right arm began developing the armor plating, while Ukon’s left arm did so. As that was happening, armor plating was beginning to sprout down Sakon’s right leg while it sprouted down Ukon’s left leg. They now looked more like Oni than shinobi.
















