Kuroda grinned in savage triumph when his idea worked. The tree men had shattered under the power that was coursing through their bodies. But as excited as he was to finally have a way to destroy these things, he also knew that he didn't have the chakra reserves to destroy many more of them in the same manner. But before he could go through the mental calculations of how many more he could destroy before he ran out of chakra, the wood men all seemed to freeze. Whatever was powering them to move seemed to have stopped. The dark haired young man could only sigh in relief.<br/><br/>When the quiet stillness of the battlefield was disrupted by sobs, he turned to see that one female ninja crying over the body of her dead brother. The sight made Kuroda's heart soften. He knew what it was like to lose a brother, and could understand what she was going through. He was about to say something when that swordsman moved over and started firing off suggestions. He knew that Kyo was just trying to help, but Kuroda just shook his head impatiently.<br/><br/>"You really want to stay here by yourself, after what just happened? And to give away the fact that you are still here by lighting a funeral pyre? Probably not the best idea. And I think we have a more pressing concern at the moment." His gaze shifted over to the injured girl that Seiyuri was treating. "Like what we're going to do with her." He still didn't trust this woman. What was she doing here?