The Ultimate Host

Over 12 minutes passed. Akashiri killed everyone except the fearsome tyrant who was dressed in a black robe. The man only had one eye. He had a very thin mustache. He also was barefoot. His name was Kain. Kain carried ancient national treasures with him. One sword was long while the other was short. Kain also followed Yamato"s footsteps, making him a skilled swordsman. Cain gleamed at Akashiri"s footwork and knew that he was a part of the Hitoshi Ninja Clan. " I can tell you are welled skilled by your stance." Akashiri grinned. "Allow me to demonstrate." Akashiri sprinted towards Kain and tried to stab him. Kain rolled out of the way and cut Akashiri behind the calf. Akashiri tried to chop off Kain"s head, but Kain ducked. He flip kicked Akashiri, knocking out one of his teeth. Akashiri wiped the blood from his mouth and jumped back. " "He's fast.." said Akashiri. Akashiri pulled out a ninja smoke bomb, tossing it on the ground, filling the room with smoke. Akashiri tried to use the smoke as an advantage. Kain jumped out of the smoke and tossed his smaller sword at Akashiri. The sword landed in his left shin. Akashiri ripped the sword out and tossed it to the side. Kain had to be at least 50 years old.