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[Bishimi]

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“You have five minutes..” Bishimi said to his men at the end of their meting. “Get what you need and meet back here, we have work to do.” The men quickly left the meeting room to go get equipment and supplies for the journey ahead. “Soke” the Empress began after the men had left. “what do you plan to do this eve?” “Payback Empress” he responded “we have found a few of the drow bases, we plan to visit one this eve and show them we know who they are and where they lay their heads at night.” Miko grinned slightly and nodded at the Soke’s words. “They deserve no less for their transgressions, they will learn we are not to be insulted as such.” Bishimi simply nodded, the only thoughts running through his head were of the trip and actions ahead of him.

The men began to return to the dojo one by one. Garrett, Edda, Takumi and Wang being the first, “Of course the SuneKu would be prepared first.” The Soke thought as a grin crossed his lips. They were soon joined by many other ninja and a couple samurai of the army. Bishimi seen the men were ready so looked to Micarlin and nodded, without hesitation she quickly opened a magical portal to take the men to a location closer to their destination. With a motion of his hand the Soke sent the ninja through it and a bit hesitantly stepped through himself. Not being a man of magic he has never trusted it fully, but trusted in Micarlin’s skills enough to know that no harm would come to him.

They arrived in an area not unfamiliar to the Soke and many of his men “The desert of compassion I believe they call it.” He mumbled to himself. Garrett nodded in response “Who would have thought they would stay so far out of their territory?” the Shihan half asked himself. “We almost stumbled upon it by accident.” Mica answered speaking of the work her and the wake she commands did in finding all they could of these drow. “This way.” She said as she began to lead the army of ninja and samurai to their final destination. The trip was neither hard or long, Shihan Micarlin had did her work well she even saw fit to map out a route that held little resistance and would lend little chance to the men being spotted. There was no talking among the men as they traveled Bishimi was sure all had the same thoughts in their minds….vengeance.

In no time at all they arrived at the house marked by the Nezumi, they all stopped just short of the door. Some drew weapons while some drank potions that would help in their combat prowess but all were ready for what may be inside. Bishimi silently motioned for the men to wait while he slowly approached the door. He opened the door apprehensively, he peeked his head inside prepared for anything…any thing except for what he found. “Nothing!” the Soke shouted as he threw the door open. The rest of the clan looked at each other in confusion as they approached. Bishimi walked into the house closely followed by the rest. It was obvious the building had been quickly cleared out. There were bookcases overturned and papers strewn about. “Check the rest of it!” Bishimi ordered “find anything that can tell us where they went.” The men scattered quickly. “Nothing Soke!” one of them hollered from a floor above. Bishimi, obviously upset, called them all out of the house.

“Shihan Garrett?” he said quietly. “Burn it down, I want nothing left when we leave.” Garrett nodded and sent the men to begin the work. After a massive explosion the building was set to flames.



The men sat around and watched as the flames picked up. After no time at all they were at their height.



Bishimi nodded to himself, content with this as a first strike. “Lets go home.” He said quietly, barely heard over the roar of the fire “we have more planning to do."