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"[color=007236]Understood.[/color]"

Prior to the appearance of the rogue swordsman they had been tasked to capture, the nineteen year old chunin had successfully restrained the Iwa ninja his team leader defeated with a rapid application of a specialised handcuff knot, immobilising the child's hands and preventing the use of most techniques (as an inability to move one's hands meant that hand seals could not be performed). A normal knot would have fallen prey to the Rope Escape Technique (he was however, unsure if it was a part of Iwa's curriculum; it had not been in Konoha's during his years at the Academy), and he was iffy about using a storage scroll on the child (which likely would've been fatal, though the theory behind it was still somewhat of a mystery), so he had to make do with sturdy rope and a few quick seals. Ensuring that the unconscious body was not exposed to harm, he had tied Bakura around a sturdy tree, though one that was hidden from the road they were present on. It would be best if nobody freed and found the Granite Guard, after all. Orders were for their presence to be secret.

Cloak of Invisibility technique applied to his clothing, the green-haired ninja was even more unnoticeable than he usually was. Nothing but the quiet taps of sandalled feet against tree branches and the silent movement of leaves betrayed his presence. He had always been good at being ignored, and the simple E-rank technique that he was fond of only served to emphasise his lack of notability. It was a bit saddening, he had to admit, being always in the background, but at least it was a peaceful life. Relatively, that was. For a ninja in the service of the village.

His eyes never left the ronin's back, only doing so to scout the area for any possible threats.

The mission was to be completed.