Chaz suddenly grabbed Kenta by the arm. "Leave your clothes here." He said authoritatively looking Kenta in the eyes with a look half lust and half stern. "You see me naked, i see you naked." He said before smiling softly. He then sat down on his bedroll not moving to get dressed in the slightest. He reached into his bag and pulled out a wooden case. He then pulled on one end revealing it to be a katana with a wooden sheathe and handle. On the handle 'FM' was carved in near the bottom. He began servicing the weapon almost lovingly oiling the blade and sharpening it. He began whispering to himself as he did with his eyes closed and his head bowed slightly. Chaz looked up suddenly and shot to his feet as he heard rustles from the bushes. "Damn... not good that's no animal." He pulled the sword free of it's sheath and moved into a defensive stance. As he did 3 Sand Village Anbu Black Ops slipped from the shadows. "So the Sand is sending the elite after us now. Too bad for you all, I heard you coming a ways away. You won't find an easy fight here." The Anbu didn't bother with words but simply attacked immediately. Chaz twisted out of the way and hit one of his attackers in the back with the hilt of his sword. He slid into an attack position waiting for the opportunity. The lead Anbu gave him that opportunity when they moved into for another attack. Chaz disappeared,"Hidden Leaf Style: Dance of the Swooping Falcon!" He reappeared crouching behind the shinobi, his sword dripping with blood as blood began to spray from both the shinobi's shoulders and midsection. Chaz straightened and flicked the blood from his sword. The two remaining Anbu members tried a pincer attack striking with their swords. They succeeded... or so they thought. As soon as their blades past through his 'body it turned into a highly charged pillar of electricity that electrocuted both of them. "Lightning clones are so very useful," Chaz said as he walked out from the trees behind him. He then beheaded the two Anbu members. "And that's that," He said as he flicked the blood off his blade and sheathed it. He was now covered in blood and filthy.