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Kazin stood up and stretched. He figured that he should probably go ahead and wake up the bear to start out the day. He forcefully nudged the bear to try to wake it up.

"When do we start sensei, and whats on the itinerary?" Kazin asked Brengen.

"Well, I had planned on going through the full procedure, but can you tell me the pros and cons?" Kazin asked.

As he had said, he had already had his full intent on going through it all. He was a little curious and figured that there was a least a few setbacks with learning a powerful jutsu. He was also a little curious as to why the blood had turned into the substance it was currently at. He knew that when blood dried that it was blackish, but it wasn't that texture.

"Is that our blood?" Kazin asked, still wondering about the new liquid.

Kazin gave Brengen a determined smile. "Of course. I'm not gonna give you anything but my best." Kazin said. "Now, as I asked the first time, whats next?"

Kazin was ready to take the full responsibility of his actions. He knew that as a shinobi, all actions have a reaction, even if it's done the road. He wasn't gonna stray from this training mission. He accepted the responsibility as soon as he accepted Brengen's offer.

Kazin did as he was told. He sat down and put the back of his hand on the stone. He was a little curious as to what was going to happen next, but he just waited to deal with it. He watched as Brengen dug through the bag for the next tools for the training. As he waited, he tried to prepare himself for anything.

Kazin's eyes widened a bit after seeing the razor. He tried to prepare himself, but he had one more thing to prepare.

"Wait just one more minute sensei." Kazin said as he reached into his own pouch. He grabbed out his bandages and wadded it into a ball. He put the small wad of cloth between his teeth. He turned towards Brengen and nodded.

Kazin then bit down and prepared himself.

Kazin couldn't describe the pain he was feeling. He felt that he would rather be slashed every day in the exact same spot by a bear, than experience this pain. Kazin bit down on the cloth as each deep slash from the razor brought another indescribable pain over Kazin's body. He wanted to jerk his hand away, but he knew that if he did that, then the razor might go deeper. His head was rattling from the feeling of the intense pain over and over. He couldn't help but let out a scream into his cloth bandages every now and then whenever the pain seemed too much to bear.

Kazin then started to think: this is what captured shinobi go threw during the retrieval missions. Kazin had a slight boost to appreciation to the surviving ninja who had been tortured. Beads of sweat ran down his head, and his mouth was dry from the screaming. Kazin could feel his nerved run wild as his body went through this event. Every second dragged on to the next, feeling like hours dragging by like an anchor.

Kazin felt a little bad for not being able to take the pain. No matter how much mental or physical preparation he had gone through, nothing could have truly prepared him for this.

Kazin extended his focus to something other than the pain. He started to take slower breaths to relax himself and concentrated on his style. He started to run his training through his head over and over to try to fix his mistakes. As he did this, he started to take his mind of the pain, although to almost no avail.

Kazin was glad that he had trained his hands like he had. This had made his hands used to pain. On the other hand, this also meant that Brengen had to cut much harder and deeper than he would most, just to get past his rough skin.

Kazin started laughing in pain as he realized this. He looked up at Brengen-sensei. He gave him a look as to relay that he was still determined to finish. Kazin gripped his other hand tight, and bit harder on his bandages. He watched as the lines of black started to make shape and sink into his skin. He realized that this would be much easier if he could use chakra as he would just use it to strengthen his pain tolerance, but he also realized that if he did this then he wouldn't be giving his all to the pact.

Ren took point as he was commanded. With Neko-chan not even a step behind him, he lept through the trees heading for the Land of Lightning. Again, he found himself momentarily wishing for a boat ride, if only to get a little reading in. His favorite series was just getting to the good part. Huge, amazing final-battle and all. Should be a lot of tears and inspiring speaches. Not to mention all those happy-huggy moments. Should be some good reading. Well, nothing he could do about it now and no use moping over. He didn't have time for it on account of him being a bit busy at the moment. Ah well. Nothing to do but stare at the next tree in front of him. And the one after that, followed by the one after that. Such is life. Well, his life anyway. Or any other shinobi who had a tendancy to not be interested in anything plus absolute focus on the mission. So normal. He just had a lack of emotion large enough to leave plenty of room random thought that occasionally gave his mind something to do while he focused. Especially seemed like there wouldn't be any deep conversation amongst the three. Not saying he wanted it, just didn't look like there'd be any. Because believe me, he didn't care.