🍁Nine Ancient Obelisks

—Pha-kha... —exhaling ashen smoke like a dying dragon, the young man opens his eyes and takes his first, painful breath. —2:0, Sir... 2:0 in your favor...
Breathing is difficult, his body is burning with a phantom, fading agony, without any elegant farewells. Somehow suppressing the burning pain, the scholar searches the floor for his glasses.
—Is everything intact? Is this over? —he mutters into the void, looking around in confusion.

- Yes. - Shiki confirmed confidently. - This city will no longer be troubled by the evil deeds of this man. Your ninjutsu was very effective.
- It's a pity what happened to the Temple, but I suppose we had no choice, although next time I would like you to warn me in advance about such destructive tricks, Asmidul. - Gran's face darkens. - Besides... In the future, I recommend that you stay away from representatives of my profession as much as possible - they may not be as tolerant as I am to... Your condition.