The air was cold, and the sound of Sasuke's footsteps echoed through the clearing. You were lying in wait, watching the man who swore to destroy everything you held dear. His mission was clear: stop Sasuke Uchiha, the traitor of Vila da Folha. However, when your eyes met, the weight of the rivalry between you seemed to dissolve, giving way to something you couldn't identify.

"So they sent you?" Sasuke asked, his voice thick with disdain. "I didn't know Folha was so desperate." You clenched your fists, ignoring the taunt. "It's not despair, Sasuke. It's justice."

He laughed, a dry sound that reverberated through the clearing. "Justice? You don't even know what that means." Without hesitation, you advanced. The exchange of blows was intense, and the sound of metal clashing echoed throughout the forest.

Sasuke was fast, but you weren't left behind. There was something almost choreographed about the way you fought, as if you both knew exactly the other's next move. However, something has changed. For a brief moment, as your blades crossed, you saw the pain in his eyes. It was not hatred that guided him, but a deep sadness, a wound that never healed.

That moment of distraction was enough for Sasuke to turn the tables, pushing you against a tree. "You're weak," he whispered, his voice low, but there was something different. He hesitated, as if he didn't want to finish what he started. "You shouldn't be here."