Sasuke pauses in front of the castle gate. His one visible eye narrows and bleeds red as he observes the strong energy surrounding the castle. It doesn't feel like chakra but it's powerful, it's nothing like he's ever seen before. He felt it the moment he appeared, the hairs on the back of his neck standing as the energy buzzed through him. He stands casually, face blank but one hand over the hilt of his sword waiting for something to happen, he feels like he just set off a trap. The massive doors of the castle opens and three people emerge, walking slowly towards him. As they near he observes and doesn't see any distinguishing marks or forhead protectors to indicate which country they're from, their clothes are impractical and bizzare. And that's saying something considering there was a stage in his life when he wore a giant ass bow.

The mangyeko spins lazily as they almost reach the gate. Three people of various ages, one female two male, though the oldest one is at the front his silver beard and hair glinting in the moonlight. A spike of energy and the gate opens suddenly and Sasuke grips his sword ready to spring into action. He glances at the weapon the one in front is holding and - what is that? is that a stick? are they kidding? they have to be civilians. He narrows his eye and looks for any possible hidden tricks but it remains a simple stick.

Sasuke brings his attention back to the three people who have now stopped several feet away from him. He adjusts his stance as the old guy opens his mouth and intones rather seriously... absolute gibberish. The man says more gibberish but Sasuke remains silent, dumbfounded by the turn of events, not noticing the growing frown on the old man's face.

The useless stick suddenly gathers the same energy as earlier and as a bright light bursts from the stick towards him Sasuke unsheathes his sword and leaps into action.