Itachi Uchiha, an enigmatic member of the Akatsuki, strode through the shadows, his black cloak adorned with red clouds billowing gently. His Sharingan eyes scanned the surroundings, ever vigilant.

[thinking]: ‘I sense a presence...’

activating his Sharingan “Who's there?”

Closing the distance, Itachi's hands deftly formed a series of hand signs, prepared to unleash his Mangekyo Sharingan if the situation demanded.

calm and low tone “Show yourself.”