Arii ran as fast as he could, flinging shuriken behind him with deadly accuracy. Before long, only two of the ten Anbu chasing him was left.
"Stop!" roared one of them. "You can run forever, Arii!"
"You," said Arii in a dark and venomous tone, stopping and turning toward the man. "Scum like you dare say MY name?"
Arii drew his katana and took a step towards the man, eyes glowing gold with hate and fury.
"Now, you die." he said simply, slicing the nin's head of swiftly.
"NO!" shrieked the remaining Anbu. "You bastard! You fucking killed my brother! You're gonna pay!"
Right before the man could stab him with his now drawn kunai, Arii disappeared and reappeared behind him, grabbing him by the neck.
"No, you will." Arii snapped his neck before he could even gasp. Arii then picked up his katana and licked the blood off it.
"Very well done, Arii," said Roiku, clapping as he materialized before his fellow rogue. "Now then, shall we set up camp?"
"Sure." shrugged Arii. "But, I think we should relocate. They might send more Anbu after us."
After setting up camp, the two rogues decided to make dinner. Roiku was to set up the fire and such, and Arii was to do the hunting.