Sarada looks at the corner of her room, red sharingan eyes already activated. Was that a trick? How could Madara be there inside her room? How long has been there? She didn’t knew any of those answers, but that didn’t made her less frightened. She jumps out of bed, grabbing her katana in the same second, pointing at him "You better run…" she stuttering "O-or I’ll scream…"
斑—- • The woman pointing at him with the Katana didn’t phase him one bit. He laid back on the chair. "I won’t hurt you.” He speaks and remains silent, waiting for her to calm down. “How has the Mangekyo been working for you?”