"Greetings, sir," my opponent spoke. His voice struck me as someone reserved, yet awfully deadly, and it didn't fail to leave me with chills running down my spine. "And we are...?"
"And we are...?" I repeated his words in a toneless voice, not quite registering what he had said or what he had implied within them. All I felt was something creeping around me, and with a shock of realization, I saw a snake began winding its body around me in an aggressive manner.
Several things flashed through my mind at once, the first being that I knew no one but Orochimaru and Kabuto, who had possession of snakes. Secondly, this opponent had never seemed to summon anything before the battle even began...
It was no doubt an illusion, one that was beginning to take hold fast.
I quickly bit my tongue, hard enough so that the taste of bitter blood flowed into my mouth. As I grimaced in collective pain, I realized that I had been freed from the illusion, but the danger was not over any time soon.