Minato's blood aura broke out to life...deep, dark red energy, pulsing brightly around him. The ground cracked slightly beneath his shoes.
Amelia crossed her arms, watching closely. "Hmm… not bad," she said with a little grin. "A moderate amount of blood aura... You're quite talented at using blood control."
Minato smirked, clearly excited...
He lifted his hand, and a single drop of blood floated upward, splitting into thin red strands that twisted and spun in the air. In seconds, they hardened... shaping into a humanoid figure made entirely of his blood.
"Blood puppet," he said, nodding to himself... "Rank D."
The puppet copied his every movement... step for step, hand for hand. Then suddenly, it blurred, disappearing from in front of him and reforming behind Amelia, its arm stretched toward her neck like a blade.
