[Last thing he needed was a minor Horror deciding to make its appearance now, or worse, a Gate slowly making its way into existence and causing more problems. Nope, no thanks, no way.
He's got better things to do, thanks.
Like running this guy's face into the nearest wall.
Okay maybe not that harsh but eh whatever. Jinga could take it.
And like hell Ryuuga would take his focus off of Jinga - he should know better by now that he would be almost obsessively focused on him and him alone for the most part.
Ryuuga presses the attack, swinging again and again - one of the hits had to strike true, and he was running on limited time as it was. He had to make this count.]
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He's got better things to do, thanks.
Like running this guy's face into the nearest wall.
Okay maybe not that harsh but eh whatever. Jinga could take it.
And like hell Ryuuga would take his focus off of Jinga - he should know better by now that he would be almost obsessively focused on him and him alone for the most part.
Ryuuga presses the attack, swinging again and again - one of the hits had to strike true, and he was running on limited time as it was. He had to make this count.]