It was dark, very dark. The park, usually illuminated by the light of the moon, was now an abyss of shadows. All one could really see was the pitch black night. Sure, there was the odd silhouette here or there and the faint light of the stars that were being mostly covered by clouds, but there was nowhere near enough light to see. Well, there wasn’t enough light to see safely.
Which was exactly why Randy and Nomi were at the park doing their daily ninja training. The new moon meant that the usual light was not present and that Randy wouldn’t be able to use his eyes to tell where his teacher attacked from. Of course, he has learned to fight by smell when the sorcerous had tried to free the sorcerer, but that wasn’t going to help him now. Every person and object had their own individual scent, Nomi included, but the red head’s smell of parchment and Agarwood was drown out by the other smells of the city and the park itself. At the center of Norrisville the