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[Minato didn’t seemingly bring any weapons, but he had mastered a somewhat crude blade with his blood that he could create if need be. He hadn’t been too certain of what to bring, aside from his weapons and magic. Kuro, his church grim, padded along beside him. Every so often, he booped Kokuryuu right back with his nose. A big dog surrounded by death though he may be, he was still ultimately a dog.]

So, is the plan really to try and talk to the dragon instead of fighting it? [He sounded a little doubtful but he wasn’t protesting.] You think it’ll work?