UNDERGROUND ORGANISATION. 

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"Dr… Dragon?" The lead shinobi blinked but didn't see the dragon again, only finding Mura looking just fine.

"Sir, even my fire style barely passed my front; it's like the air is too cold for it," a shinobi perched on a tree near the lead shinobi said.

"Oh really? I hadn't noticed. I just found out why I am freezing, thanks to your stellar observation," the lead shinobi replied sarcastically but noticed something in what he had just said.

"Wait. Has it even been a minute since we started fighting him? Why am I freezing up already? That quickly? Even my movements have gotten slower. This is bad," the lead shinobi said, calling his comrades to attention. "We can't fight him here after he has turned the area to be suitable for his fighting style. Retreat!"

"Aren't you a little curious as to where the staff I was holding is?" Mura asked before smoke bombs could be thrown to aid their escape.

"Don't tell me," the lead shinobi thought. If he could sweat, he would be sweating now.

"Mura's Ice Style, First Form: Ice Cleaver!" Mura said as the shards reformed into a large blade bigger than ten men, completing a full rotation in a second with a whistling sound, spreading cold and ice further.

"Dispel," Mura said as the temperature in the area stopped dropping. Visibility was getting poorer now, not that it was a problem for him since he could sense everything on the ice. He had developed this skill to take on the elusive Gilgamesh, who was hard to track or pinpoint. Gilgamesh did warn him that in their next training, he should survive being ambushed by him. Mura found a lot of skills just for that day and beyond.

Everything around the area six inches above the ground was cut clean by Mura's ice blade. He had already planned to show the shinobi the danger of fighting on the ground while his Snowland was activated, so he had an attack prepped for those who would take to the trees and those who might remain on the ground.

Blood splashed everywhere a second after Mura's attack, turning the frosty Snowland red.

As Mura walked, the path in front of him froze over again, making his path devoid of blood stains until he met the corpse of the lead shinobi and searched it but found nothing of interest.

Mura then walked over to the frozen exploding tag that expanded slowly but was barely noticeable.

"I thought I could freeze the explosion. I still have a long way to go," Mura said as he threw the kunai, whose pointy end was round like a ball and expanding ever so slightly that it would take a trained eye to notice it expand. The kunai exploded in the air after Mura commanded the ice fragments around the exploding tag.

An idea ran through Mura's head as he dispelled his Snowland completely and started gathering exploding tags from the decapitated corpses.

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Meanwhile, Gilgamesh met the boy Kakashi was protecting to question him.

"If you are here to talk to me, then forget it," the boy said defiantly.

Gilgamesh simply smiled as his eyes glowed for half a second. All the truth about the boy was revealed to him.

"Ha. This ability is annoying and useful at the same time," Gilgamesh sighed as he complained in his head.

'I would have loved to use my genjutsu on him to pry information from him, but these eyes of mine sometimes just like to act on their own and spoil the fun for me,' Gilgamesh thought with a weakened smile.

"Brat, your dead father runs an underground criminal organization, doesn't he?" Gilgamesh said, causing Kakashi's tired exposed eye to rise a bit.

"I also came to that conclusion with the number of assassins that just kept coming and coming." Kakashi added.

Explosions could be heard from afar, and Kakashi could only wonder if this Mura was worthy of Gilgamesh's trust.

The cloaked boy remained silent after Gilgamesh's statement.

"Listen, I don't care who you are, but you can at least award Kakashi here some respect for risking his neck for the son of a criminal!" Gilgamesh said as his presence made the boy lower his head.

"No! My father isn't a criminal. He's a good man; he doesn't steal or kill!" the boy finally spoke out.

"Are you kidding me? After days of questioning with my life on the line, it's now the boy speaks?" Kakashi looked at the ungrateful cloaked boy.

"Oi Gilgamesh, if you want us to leave now, we can. I can just leave him in the next village we come across and—" Kakashi began.

"Wait! He only does what he does for the sake of the merchant association! He plans the black market events and organizes the location for merchants of various trades to buy stuff they can't buy in the open. But he doesn't sell people; he's a good person! His brother has always envied him for the underground connections he has. He sees the connections and ownership of the black market as worth more than money," the boy uttered while on his knees with his head lowered. "When my father fell sick he…"

"There you have it, Kakashi. I will heal you, and you will give me the spar you owe me. That clone doesn't count," Gilgamesh said as his hands covered Kakashi with a certain instruction. A warm golden light covered Kakashi, much to his surprise, as his wounds healed, and a dark liquid came out of his body. Kakashi screamed, though it couldn't be heard, as the liquid, which he assumed to be the poison, left his body and hovered on Gilgamesh's palm.

"I will check it out later," Gilgamesh said as he brought out a sample bottle from the box he got from the Hidden Grass Village, storing the liquid in it.

A chill could be felt around them as Mura appeared before the group.

"Any injuries?" Kakashi asked Mura first as he got up and inspected his body, finding that he could move his arms already.

"No. I am fine. I think my ice style works well against a large group of opponents," Mura answered.

"Gilgamesh, I didn't know you could… Thank you," Kakashi expressed his gratitude, though he still needed rest. He could fight but wasn't in the best condition.

"Fifty shinobi are heading here, and a group of three that are far from them. It seems too early to thank me, Kakashi. Prepare yourselves," Gilgamesh ordered.

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