Doomwood [Event]
Jul 10, 2020 2:24:18 GMT -7
Post by Master Game on Jul 10, 2020 2:24:18 GMT -7
Touka made the decision to turn back and try to get back onto the main path. As he did so, he made it about 20 metres before he noticed something in front of him. 35 metres away and the at the edge of his darkvision, the young boy and his clones made out a ghastly morbid image that seemed far too surreal to be of reality.
Milky white orbs stared lifelessly into Touka's very being, and he felt the midnight air getting colder with every second. For a fleeting moment, the young mist ninja felt the claws of fear try to grab hold of his constitution.
It failed... for now.
Time sped up as the the floating spectre flew towards the mercenary as it dropped the skeleton it held, clawed arms now outstretched and face contorted in a visage of pure madness. It closed the distance incredibly quickly and would then have its hands around the young boy's throat, gripping with the force of a machine. It had weaved around the first mist clone in front as if it somehow knew Touka was the original. Suddenly it whisked itself upwards, still grabbing unto Touka as it carried him ten metres into the air and lined him up with the nearest tree. The thing's eyes were locked on Touka with a terrifying look that was mixture of anger, terror and sadness. The teenager could feel his life-energy being stolen away. The creature then pulled its arms back, still gripping onto the boy before pushing them back out with inhuman force. This action would pierce the shinobi's stomach through completely with a very sharp and sturdy tree branch.
Somewhere else in the forest, Zuruel finally caught up to his target which would unceremoniously turn out to be the undead-loathing mercenary who had never properly introduced himself. Nijuno too, would would see Zuruel and know that it was he who had been chasing him the entire time. As anti-climatic as it was, it was the honest truth, and now the two men just stood staring at each other in the middle of the dark forest. Meanwhile his clone made several observations about the corpse it investigated. It was hard to tell, but there was some heavy necrotic damage on the body that had signs of occurring before death. However, it seemed that the woman had evidently died from suffocation by strangulation. Bruises on her body, broken nails and etc further evidenced this. It was not a quick death, sadly.
Both the clone and Isamu's chakra senses would then pick up chakra-emanating from the area in which they stood. Tall grass, weeds, bushes, vines and other flora in all directions would suddenly sprout up and attack each mercenary simultaneously. Vines and weeds latched on to entangle their appendages and seemingly restrain them.
The forest had turned against them.