"Shame..not all ninja are as strong as they seem.." he said as he looked down at the man's damaged body. Pale fingers lightly pushing white hair away from his forehead as a scalpel slowly lowered in a attempt to start a surgery. But stopped when he heard a groan come from the masked individual." My my..your still alive.."
The darkness that had enveloped Kakashi was beginning to trickle away. He could hear a soft muffled voice, one that drew him back to a world of throbbing aches and tired limbs, and the brush to his forehead momentarily confused his typically violent world with something of the distant past.
The eye unplagued by a long scar opened to a slit, taking in an array of blurry colors as he returned to consciousness. The world was far quieter than it had been during his most recent battle, though the scent of blood was heavy in his nose and the metallic taste of it lingered on his tongue.
Calm observation made room for a surge of adrenaline however, when he glimpsed the glint of blade held dangerously close to his face. He dared not open his other eye in such a state of chakra depletion, but he did sharply bat the hand away and pull himself into a sitting position--both movements a great indicator of the damage done to him when pain erupted throughout his body.
Kakashi bit back any sound that tried to force its way up his throat and mustered a glare at the stranger near him, assuming this was another sent to potentially finish him off.
The numbers had been against him each time, with every attack making it clear Danzo sought to destroy him before Kakashi could dig for any further information that could undo ruthless elder. But this individual did not follow the typical attributes of the ROOT. A hired outsider, perhaps? Either way, if he'd sought to kill Kakashi, why had he not taken his chance to do so?
"Who are you?" He rasped, his breathing heavy as he tried to combat his current pain and mentally will himself for another potential fight.