"A prodigy, particularly a youthful individual, who possesses remarkable qualities or abilities." This is the essence of the word "Prodigy." And it precisely describes Zane Hatake. Fueled by a desire to walk in the footsteps of his renowned parents...
Currently, on a bridge like area, a black haired boy was crouched down on top of it. holding his scroll up, speaking to four other people on the other.
???: Alright, you four, if we want this to go o! without a hitch, we need to do this simultaneously. Not giving them a chance to regroup. We-
???: Yeah, we get it Professor P.
Peaches: Don't interrupted me, damn it! Zane, you know your job. Ambush the convoy and rescue the villagers.
Zane: Right.
The boy named Zane looked down and saw multiple trucks driving on the bridge, as he stood up.
Zane: And that's my cue. Good luck, you three.
???: Right, same to you.
???: You got.
???: ...
As Zane hung up and put away his scroll, he stood up, placing a mask on his face, as he drew his weapon, which is a katana as he pulled out the sword and switched the sheath into pistol mode, aiming it at the passing trucks.
Zane: Alright, let's get started.
Zane fired his pistol at the tire of the first truck, causing it to spin out, blocking the path for the other trucks.
Bandit: What the hell?!
Zane then jumped down and landed on the bridge, as the bandits saw him with his katana in his hand and wearing a white mask.
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Zane: I'm so sorry to inform you, but those villagers you kidnapped, are coming with me.
The bandits all got out of the truck, surrounding Zane, readying their weapons.
Bandit: You're going to pay for this, you little shit!
Zane just readied his weapon, motioning them to attack him.
Zane: Bring it.
The bandits all began to rush Zane from both sides,
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