Kuroi ran through the swamp on the outskirts on Kirigakure, he was looking for a fight. He had been without one for far too long, he needed to kill, and what better place than the Bloody Mist. He had almost run away here when he was younger, until he had discovered that they had stopped the gruesome exams of massive slaughter. He had been very ashamed of them, all ninja should be like that, gruesome, powerful, murderers.