Dalamadur Temple [P|T|Co]
Dec 20, 2018 2:01:42 GMT -7
Post by Flower on Dec 20, 2018 2:01:42 GMT -7
Belker Claws
Rank: "C"
Skill: NinJutsu
Effect: User forms smoke like claw around their hand that solidifies inside the target's body to deal heavy damage.
Special: Handseals
Drawback: ---
Description: Range of this technique is touch. Duration of this technique is 1 round per Class Level. Target is 5 living creatures touched per Class Level. This Jutsu forms one of the user's hands into a smoky claw like that of a belker. With a successful touch attack, the user fills a living target's lungs with smoke. The smoke inside the victim solidifies into miniature claws and begins to rip at the surrounding organs, dealing 8 Armour Points of damage per Class Level. Since this is inside the target hardness, natural armour and other defenses cannot be applied. A successful Fortitude save halves the damage dealt. The smoke lasts for another round per Class Level, dealing another 8 Armour Points of damage per Class Level. The user can use this melee touch attack once per round for per Class Level.
Limit: Must know Wind Release. Must know Beast Tearing Palm.
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Akumu put back all of the traps and prepared himself to leave, now that he had mastered more uses of his shield. He moved back into the labyrinth and to the yuan-ti library where he began to pick apart the scrolls of ninjutsu and found the one related to the wind release. He had recently learned the Beast Tearing Palm technique and saw another one which seemed to rely on the knowledge from the former. This new technique, the Belker Claws, could allow one to form wind chakra around their hand and use it as an attack. Once inside the body, the user could cause the wind energy to destroy their opponent from the inside. Akumu smiled, as this was exactly what he needed, and tried to memorize the handseals. It took him about an hour, but after this time he had them in his mind and formed his arms in order to try them out several times. After weaving them across his hands over and over, Akumu converted the handseals to muscle memory and prepared himself for the real technique. He began to run his chakra through his body and formed the handseals once again, this time concentrating all of the chakra that he could to his right hand and merging it with the wind around him.
It responded readily enough to his chakra, as he had been working with the wind release a little now and had learned to use it to some extent. The wind began to curl around his right hand, and as he pushed more and more chakra into the technique the chakra began to float around his skin like a thick, black miasma. The smokey aura around his hand became even darker, thicker, until it was clear that there was some powerful wind and chakra dancing around his right hand. Akumu looked at it, pleased with what he had done so far, and dashed forward toward one of the walls. He touched it, allowing the wind to disperse from his hand and tried to have it move into the wall. It wasn't a human, so the task was extremely difficult and Akumu could not move his wind chakra into the wall at all that first time. He failed, and had to form the handseals once more and construct that smoke around his hand a second time. He hoped that if he could even get the energy around his hands to pierce the wall a little, getting it to enter a human body would be very possible.
Akumu touched the wall and let the aura move against it, fueling his hand with even more of his chakra than before. It began to push through wall, stretching to cover the area and Akumu knew that he had gotten stronger at the technique. He pulled his hand away and looked at it, watching the smoke dance around freely until after a few seconds it began to fade away and lingered on his fingertips before being gone completely. Akumu decided that he needed to train the technique so that it could last longer, knowing that in the heat of battle he would want to be able to keep the technique going long enough to hit an opponent. He formed the handseals once more and let his chakra wash over his right arm and into his hand, and the aura began to bleed from him once more. He hissed with pleasure as the chakra and wind began to fuse and became dark and smokey. Soon it covered his hand and Akumu concentrated on it, determined to make the technique last as long as possible. He let his chakra keep pouring in to it, finding that it was even easier this time than a moment before. Surely he was getting quite good with ninjutsu and manipulation of his chakra.