Confess quickly, or I'll make you dogs die.

A dark-skinned boy with two swords on his back appeared in front of Ward.

Ward froze for a moment at the boy's appearance. He had no idea how the other party had gotten here, since he had not seen him materialize from illusion into reality.

But at a glance, he saw what the boy wore on his head: a Headband that belonged to a Ninja.

And it was a style completely different from any known ninja village Headband. Thinking of the intelligence he knew, Ward lowered his head and glanced at the thing in his backpack, then swept his gaze over the patterns on the wall.

Could it be... there was a spatial passage connected to the Ninja World here? At that thought, Ward knew they absolutely had to take control of this place.

At that moment, the boy—Killer B—opened his eyes, retreated, and leaned against the wall to put some distance between himself and the others. Then he crossed his arms and struck a rap pose.

"Yo, yo!"

"Where is this place? How did Lord Killer B end up here?"

"You guys better start explaining."

"Or I'll make sure you're all dying."

Killer B voiced his questions in the form of a rap.

Black lines seemed to drift over Fitz, Simmons, and Skye's foreheads. Did this young Ninja, like African Americans, just naturally have a talent for rap?

Unlike the other three, Ward knew very well how dangerous Ninjas were. Although this rapping Ninja left him a little baffled, he still raised both hands to show he posed no threat.

Then Ward said, "This is Peru. We're inside an Inca Temple in Yactapat."

"Ninja, you can try to remember where you were before. You appeared here all of a sudden."

Killer B had been manifested here by Charlotte Doyle,