Here is the blood of the fallen. Labefacto Fleurrogue. Rock Lee. Uzumaki Naruto. Slain by my hand or at my feet.
He looked down once more, to see the runes upon his blade. This seemed to remind him of something, as his eyes snapped back up as he spoke again.
The body of Labefacto Perihorn has been mortally wounded by my blade. The body of Labefacto Muriel was graced by my blade. The runes have marked both, and neither will be able to be magically healed of these wounds for a year's time.
He allowed his lips to part once more before departing.
Our war has begun.
With that, he was gone.