A dreary cityscape. Perpetual rain that discouraged any sort of travel. It was Azumi's fortune that she happened upon this place when giving the slip to Iwa's shinobi. The industrial design and chaotic happenings made this place a beautiful location for disappearing. Plus it gave Azumi a legitimate reason to use her umbrella. While she may not be familiar with the workings of this area, she knew that the Iwa-nin would be just as clueless. With luck they either turned back or were killed; this place didn't take kindly to the meddling of other nations. They had lost too much after all. Azumi's head finally quieted, her bloodthirsty companion ceasing its bellowing and ferocious complaints. While the other side stopped wondering why she didn't end it already; an oddball like her would never be