Okay. This was bad. This was really, really bad. Hon had spent so much time last evening to explain it to his parents, and their worries albeit fierce akin to any good parent were lesser in comparison to his own anxiety. He couldn’t sleep, and he definitely couldn’t continue with this… this… injury.
His left arm. It was right after his last episode with the underground chakra meddlers whom he and Eishi eradicated, and it showed itself during his fight with Doi. His left arm had lost a lot of ability to… well, move. It was in small amounts previously, but recently, his arm had been looking like a sleeve waving in the wind without any capability of moving itself. He couldn’t get his muscles to work there… he could barely feel his arm.
For a Hyuuga - especially one as proud and promising as he - he was freaking out inside. He needed to deal with this as soon as possible, and he was willing to go through the worst. He put his trust and hope in the Aesculapium and her valued experts and medical shinobi. That was why he entered with his right arm moving normally and his left arm just… swinging down there.
He was quickly lead up by an assistant. Whoever was ready to help held his hopes for the future of his arm… the future of his Hyuuga Arts.
His left arm. It was right after his last episode with the underground chakra meddlers whom he and Eishi eradicated, and it showed itself during his fight with Doi. His left arm had lost a lot of ability to… well, move. It was in small amounts previously, but recently, his arm had been looking like a sleeve waving in the wind without any capability of moving itself. He couldn’t get his muscles to work there… he could barely feel his arm.
For a Hyuuga - especially one as proud and promising as he - he was freaking out inside. He needed to deal with this as soon as possible, and he was willing to go through the worst. He put his trust and hope in the Aesculapium and her valued experts and medical shinobi. That was why he entered with his right arm moving normally and his left arm just… swinging down there.
He was quickly lead up by an assistant. Whoever was ready to help held his hopes for the future of his arm… the future of his Hyuuga Arts.