*Aburame, Pesuto had already taught one student today and so he decided that the best way to teach this one was by starting with the same thing he had taught earlier. The same simple ritual which would allow Shikataro understand what it would mean to be one that followed the light of Lord Jashin.

"I will teach you a ritual, young one. This will allow you to share you suffering with another however this will come with great pain... You will need to prove that you can survive this pain before we continue and so... I will need your blood." He said, moving forward, drawing a kunai with dried blood staining it.

"Are you prepared to take the first step?" He'd ask again, making sure that Shikataro was prepared before cutting into him, trying ot draw blood.*
*The Nara stood with intention and for once he felt more purpose in this second. Power? It was a step closer to being able to win this war right? Suffering was a side effect of it all. He had to take this and make it analytical. Though he never questioned what accepting this belief would do to his mind. He stared into the eyes of the white man with the same intensity he displayed earlier. He had once felt his intent to kill before earlier, a feeling of darkness that was hard to bring himself out of. It tended override the fear and logic, but now he used it prepare his mind for what was to come.

"Yes. If this is what it takes then I will do so."

He made himself vulnerable for what was to come.*
(Nara, Shikataro)
*Aburame, Pesuto cut into the Nara, slicing into flesh in order to draw blood. He let it spill to the ground before drawing the mark of Jashin beneath himself with the crimson liquid.

"This is the power of Lord Jashin, witness it."

The kunai was raised to his lips letting Pesuto lick the blood from it. Within moments his flesh turned black besides a few white markings as he stood in the circle.

"This is the most simple of his blessings, those who are true in their belief can wield power such as this... Can you feel it?" He'd ask.

While Pesuto stood on the bloody circle Shikataro could feel pain in his own right arm, as if something was devouring the flesh within in. Only when Pesuto stepped off would the pain subside.

"Now attempt it yourself... With my blood.