On a lone walking path littered with leaves, caught under the influence of a tranquil breeze that swept over the area, the Dark Slayer, albeit sauntering. Slowly made his approach to the village, it was as if the leaves were guides of a sort and all roads pointed to the similar path of of where the man dressed in all black was heading. The solace of the day only disturbed by the rumblings of his characteristic deep voice. "Tell me something Yama, why call them hidden villages is they a they are sitting out in the open like this? Let that sink in for a second, aint nothing hidden about a village this big, out in the open like this. I dont who had the idea to call this village Hidden Leaves, but if this is what they call hidden id hate to see what the consider wide open". Raido declared casa