"She is real, and I need your help to rescue her." Renkaji said, his Dradingon active as he went about wringing out his cloak with wisps of smoke made of Chakra rolling off him, "What's your relation to her?"<br/><br/>His right hand was bloody and looked like the skin had been burned slightly. Other than that, he looked perfectly fine. The same couldn't be said for the Mist shinobi as two were critically injured and one was in pieces, literally. Was he sorry about that? Not really as they had pissed him off saying Draco wasn't real.<br/><br/>"Names Drensega Renkaji, recently abandoned the Village hidden in the leaves for personal reasons." He added, doing first aid on his injured hand.<br/><br/>_____<br/><br/>Itachi, grabbing Hidan from behind, threw him into a wall before picking up Draco. He carried her to the quarters he had and patched her up. Letting the Pygmy Dragon out of the barrier cage he'd left it in, he cradled her against him as he debated informing Renkaji she was in his care now. He would see to it personally while taking her with him. He hummed an old hymn he made just for her.<br/><br/>"You're now in my care until Renkaji arrives." He said when he finished, stroking her hair gently.