He threw the kusarigama .
Kaito paused. The chain stopped.
He leaned close. His breath smelled of iron and rain. the ninja assassin
Kaito’s target was Lord Oda Hidetora, a warlord who had paid the Koga handsomely to destroy the Iga. Hidetora believed himself untouchable, surrounded by a hundred samurai guards in his fortified villa. He did not know that walls were merely suggestions to a man who had trained to walk on rice paper without tearing it. He threw the kusarigama
Kaito stepped over the bodies. The rain was falling harder now, turning the courtyard to mud. He reached the inner chamber’s door—a single panel of painted silk showing a tiger descending a mountain. Beautiful. Expensive. Flammable. the ninja assassin