Amaranth wandered through an open doorway, passing along the cracked stone flooring and into a ruined building, shafts of sunlight piercing the darkness through gaps in the rotting wooden roof. Making her way towards the corner of the room she had entered, the large chuunin moved to sit down on one of the few intact chairs, brushing aside a thick layer of dust and broken ceramics before seating herself. Brushing some of her messy reddish hair out of her eyes, Amaranth scanned the location, taking in the crumbling stone outer walls, the occasional hole in the inner wooden walls and in the center of the room, a splintered roof beam that had descended from above, shattering the stone floor where it had hit.

With a shrug, the pale ninja reached into bag and removed several kunai, some exploding tags and a roll of wire, setting them on the rotting table beside her as she used the components to create a variety of traps, ready to place in an instant during battle should she require them. With most of the kunai gone, the wire finished and the all but the last exploding tag used up, Amaranth replaced both the spare components and the traps back into her bag before grabbing her scythe.

After checking to make sure that her weapon was still in perfect condition, Amaranth placed it beside her and pulled a packet of biscuits out of her bag, munching slowly on them as she waited for her opponent to show.