Sero let the tickets fall towards him as he stared up to the Yokai that had dropped him down here. They were still cowering and yet Nothing had changed in the pit. The bones were still shattered but there was no exit. Silence rained from above as he reached his hand out and the slips of paper seemed to shift and fall in formation up his sleeves. He didn't mind so much at the amount of tickets he was collecting but the Yokai were feeling challenged. Luckily by his count he was one victory away from the championships. He just needed to get out of this pit in order to test his blade. He had no doubt Nozomi would be there waiting. Truthfully he hoped they would be the finalists as many expected the chunnin exams to turn out. This would be much more destructive though. Two people of their level duking it out would find the terrain around them utterly changed. He was sure they had barriers to negate the damage to the audience but Nozomi was going to be his only focus. He couldn't afford to pay mind to anything else. She had grown exceptionally well. A challenger in her own right.

However that would have to wait. The bones were fading away to mist and gathering around his feet. They were up to something it seemed. Once more there was a sizzle as one ticket fell from his sleeve and the seal activated. So there was another challenge? What could possibly wish to face him now? His grey eyes shifted as the skull faded away as well and he gripped his katana. What was coming? Could he cut it? Negate the initial attack? He could activate his sage mode and know what was coming but something about all this made that seem like cheating almost. Besides the challenges had been very direct and forward so far. He took a breath and gripped his katana tightly. However suddenly his footing shifted and he placed his foot forward only to have it bounce off and throw him off balance. As he shifted in the air he saw it. He was on a large mattress again. Which meant? He saw the child like demon before it was on him but all he could do was cross his arms as a pillow slammed into him. It looked light and yet it sent him flying towards the wall and out of bounds.

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Sero was sailing through the air to a rising chair at the champions imminent defeat. It was over now. He was sent flying by the pillow that hit him like magic and there was nothing for him to grab onto. He had been hit by a successful sneak attack and now he would lose his tickets. The rising chair rose in tempo and the audience joined in as he sailed towards the wall. However shock overtook the crowd as Sero calmly spun and swung his katana out of the sheath. Slowing his rush by slicing into the wall and managing not to touch it with anything but the blade now stuck into the wall. Hanging there by one hand he would shift his glance down and with a simple swing would land on the edge of the mattress with a thud amidst pillows. Landing in a kneeling position. The pillow demon grit its teeth at that and rushed him. Zipping across the mattress with small bounces and yet it hadn't noticed. Sero hadn't bounced when he landed. Slowly the dark form had managed to negate the properties with sheer strength and supernatural walking practice. Now it was rising to its feet.

Red eyes opened as a third eye took in the Yokai. The shadows on the walls stretched like long claws as the little one froze in his steps. Hanging there mid air between his pillows before creating a barrier of them. It wasn't enough as a single pillow rocketed at him and smashed into his barrier slamming him back with the concussive force of a cannon. Those at the top of the pit began to flee as the prince of nightmares had lost his temper. A sneak attack? To defeat him? How foolish? He stepped across the mattress as the pillows began to burn around him and each step brought him closer to the Yokai on the edge of the mattress. It watched in panic. Fear gripping its heart and freezing it in place as tears welled up. It didn't want this. It was something beyond its understanding. This man was more of a monster than any Yokai. And then Suddenly Sero was standing on grass again. The pit was gone and his source for his anger was gone as well. Instead an elderly butler was bowing before him. An invitation to the championship round. With that done he collected his tickets and the invitation and went to explore for the rest of his free time.

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