Reizu sprang into action as he picked up the boxes. They didn't seem heavy or it was because of the situation that his life hung on a meager balance, he didn't know. His head was pulsing with dark promises and thoughts.<span style="font-style: italic">Just give life to the next generation.</span>"I got these, Ptricia!" He crippled under the effects of the collar's drug. Seeing that times were desperate, the wolfeasel clapped his hands together and weaved a jutsu. "Chakra Drug Jutsu!" Almost instantly, the effect of the collar slowed down as his energy blocked off some of the substance.<span style="font-style: italic">What's wrong? Don't you want to embrace eternity?</span>No time for slacking yet.