Marashi looked to see a bird fly down to him. He read a note and let the bird go. "So it's the eight tails then? He isn't far away but the walk I took sure has created some distance. Better get to it." Marashi turned around and began to walk off. "So I can't kill. Only spy. This is just like the war." Marashi took his mask off and walked for a second. It wasn't like anyone would recognize him. He had the face of someone who has been dead for 120 years. "Let's just wait and see what happens then."