A Ninja and his Minion

[Blaze]

Blaze takes the hand.

"Yeah, sure..."

[A Stranger]

From atop one of the near pillars came a clapping sound. A figure stood, clad in black. Their body encased in snug black leather, concealing from their toes to the tips of their fingers. A black silken cloak floated behind them in the breeze, with a large hood drawn up over the stranger's head which hung down, almost entirely hiding their face, only the pale skin of their jaw left showing.

Without a word, the figure reached both hands across their torso, and into the cloak, before they emerged each clutching a pistol. Aiming one of the weapons right at Blaze's chest, a finger squeezed the trigger, the sound it caused surprisingly quiet as a bullet came hurtling out, zipping toward Blaze.