Akatsuki-Fan-4-ever

A small purple thunderhead discreetly floated over his head, casting a slight shadow. I smiled up at him mischievously and said, "Goodnight, Fish stick." He blinked in confusion and was able to swing his sword one last time. "What the he-" he started to say. The second he started to speak, I sent multiple flashes of lightening through his body and watched him fall heavily to the cold ground. The shark man was stiff as a floor board and miniscule charges of electricity would periodically jolt through his cloak. He was no where near dead, he was just unable to move. "Why…didn't Samheda absorb your chakra?" he asked, grimacing as lightenin