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Kasumi stood rigidly, gazing at the sword for a single heartbeat. Her spear snaked its way out from behind her back, and she took a stance made to defend against other ninja, particularly those who used jutsu. She quickly shifted into a form that looked like a backwards lunge, with her spear point placed lightly against the hard earth. The chakra of the Hachibi rushed through her. Apparently it had woken. It was usually asleep inside of her at this time, only engaging with her in conversation when it pleased him.

She stood like that, waiting for the man with the blade to make his move, baring her teeth like an animal. From the moment that she had laid eyes on the naked sword, all thought other than protecting herself had left her mind, and she was a single step away from trying to kill the man before her.

"Calm down... I think this guy's a Jinchuriku..." said a voice inside her head. It was enough to wake her so that she could analupyze the situation. The man had asked who she was and, even if he didn't appear to be Anbu, then he was at least of the village.

"Tsukino Kasumi... Jonin of Kumogakure..." she said, not moving from her stance, as she was still anticipating an attack from the man.