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Naruto sweatdropped at the sight before him. The little dragon was gnawing on some large bones, while Etna and the kunoichi were juggling what had apparently started as only kunai and shuriken between themselves. Flonne was squealing in excitement over it, and every few seconds she'd throw something sharp into the fray... so far she'd added darts, a few butcher knives, and a small handaxe, and she was glancing around for more... he glanced around the room and his sweatdrop grew... Laharl had turned his cape into a hammock and was completely ignoring everything. He turned back to the juggling act, and then dived, wide-eyed, out of the way of a Fuuma shuriken that both girls had failed to catch... it thunked deeply into the wall.
"Wh... What the hell? Hey!"
The dragonling rolled one eye towards him for a moment, then went back to its meaty bone... the kunoichi's reaction was far more pronounced. She immediately stopped what she was doing and dropped to one knee in front of him... leaving all sorts of bladed instruments flying randomly through the air.
Several terror filled seconds of frantic dodging later, Naruto caught his breath and glanced around the now-spiky walls. Laharl's cape had risen somewhat to deflect the blades that had headed his way without him even needing to move, but the rest of them had more problems... except the kunoichi, who hadn't even moved from her prone position.
"Ah... Hey, I didn't get your name."
"Mihoshi."
"Ah..."
Naruto gave another glance to the gleaming metal.
"For some reason, that name seems surprisingly apt at the moment. Here's a piece of advice... when you're doing something that requires all of your attention, it's acceptable to finish what you're doing before acknowledging me. And if you weren't giving juggling bladed weaponry your full attention... you should have been."
"I'll take that under advisement."
A loud crunch echoed through the room, prompting winces as heads spun to the dragonling. The bone it had been chewing had split down the middle.
"Gimme five minutes... this is taking up all of my attention right now."
Sweatdrops grew.
Overlord, Chapter 4
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