Orochimaru, licking his lips, glared angrily at the little squirt who had ruined his research. Trust be told, now that he'd had time to think about it, he found himself intrigued by the runt. Sure, he still saw her as his personal play thing, but he had underestimated her will to live freely. If he couldn't break her directly, he'd break her by hurting those close to her. Starting with that Shinobi that took off just now. His eyes gleamed with malice as a sickening smile grew on his face.<br/><br/>"That you did my dear, that you did." He said with a snake hiss, "That being said, you have something I want. Something that I will get by any means necessary. Even if I have to torture and kill everyone you hold dear to make you come back to me."<br/><br/>He took a few steps forward only to have his hand be burned by flames made of darkness that molded to Draco like a second skin. It would be obvious to Draco who did it as his chakra permeated in the flames, making it so no one she didn't want to touch her could do so. That said, the jutsu was being sustained by her chakra, even though he had strong traces of his. He was shaking his badly burned hand, cursing as he glared at her, believe she was the cause of the protective jutsu enveloping her. He tried grabbing her again with the same hand, only to recoil as the hand was withdrawn with dark flames eating away at his flesh. He screamed a vehement curse as the flames extinguished, leaving his hand charred black and unusable.<br/><br/>"You will come to me," He hissed, resisting the urge to strike her as he would hurt himself further, "I'll make sure of it."<br/><br/>With that, he turned into a large snake and vanished, following the same direction Renkaji had taken.