The man appeared in the long black robe, red clouds rippling like stars in the sky across the fabric. His nails were black as coal, a small ring placed on his thumb. Across his back was strung a scythe with one razor long blade.*
He watched the two ninja with his binoculars, showing off their jutsu.*
"There is the Uzamaki boy. A thorn in my side."
The man unhitches his scythe from his back. then begins to walk towards the village.