"Now.... There's a weakness... That's one... Two... Three... Four... Four weakpoints in that wall..." A strange man stares down at Konoha, both of his Dojutsu in use. "Ryū, what do you see" a soft voice is heard, light yet holding an unavoidable air of authority. Ryū Yajirushi turns, his pure white hair just barely falling over his strange eyes "I've counted four weaknesses in that wall alone, shouldn't be difficult at all to gain entrance. So we can either knock on the front door or make our own, up to you." The same soft voice rises up from below Ryū's position in the towering tree just outside the range of most offensive measures, "Hmmmm... I think we'll have to get in contact with a few of the Chains first... Gather the required intel... And search for a few... Promising nin." The voic