Dumplings, swords and other mishaps... [Epic]

[Master Game]

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OOC:

Okay, just a couple misconceptions I want to clear up before we proceed.

There are only two attackers. Both covert operations members, I described one to be the one on the right that charged wearing armour and holding the halberd and all. Sorry if I wasn't straightforward enough in implying it, but the archer was in fact the second on the left.
"The other one had a quiver strapped to his back and a bow in his hands that he would begin to load as his pace slowed to a jog and he took aim."

There weren't two melee attackers charging and the archer didn't just magically appear 20 metres away and took aim. He ran alongside the pole-arm user stopping twenty-metres from Shango and Amatsumara to take aim while his partner continued the charge towards them. This is the most implied at the end of my post.

"However, being so occupied and blinded by his fury, the agent of vengeance failed to take note of the archer who had stopped twenty-metres from him and let his arrow fly at Amatsumara with uncanny precision just as the clash was about to occur."

My usage of the word "the" implies that the character has already been introduced, while "had stopped twenty-metres from him" further implies that he was the second attacker running alongside the first. My fault for the mix-up lol, sometimes I just need to remember I'm not the only one reading my posts.

Honestly though, nothing really changes as the chakra-blades reaches them while they were still charging together so the result is pretty much the same, except their is no ranged attacker.

There was a glazed look in Amatsumara's eyes as he watched the enemies in front of him quickly get sliced and diced by Sabre-Shango's blades of energy with some expert coordination and skill. Their conventional armaments, even enhanced by bit of chakra, were no match for the raw power of the genuine chakra-blade technique. The embers of hatred, malice and rage inside of him slowly waning but not quite extinguished.

If the members of the Covert Operations unit survived the first attack with the extension of the elastic-like chakra-blades, they were certainly no longer breathing by the time Sabre finished her explosive follow-up attack. Bits of brain-matter, flesh and pools of blood lay splayed and splattered all across the corridor like debris. It didn't bother Amatsumara much, only him thinking that it would be quite the nuisance to walk through. Regardless they needed to exit the corridor and get back to the courtyard if they wanted to locate his son; the chakra-signature emitting from the boy all to apparent to Sabre's pathfinder senses.

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Shango landed in a field of viscera and blood, looking over to Amatsumara and also scanning their immediate environment for the presence of more enemies. Only when certain this was not merely the first step of some large ambush, would she allow the mental intrusion of her Pathfinder senses to refocus their attentions on Amatsumara's son. She would waste little time, the two large dragon-like wings spreading out and lifting her into the air as her hand dipped low to retrieve Sword-Shango from its place in the ground.

With Cloak-Shango still securely worn by Amatsumara, she would indicate to the One-Eyed Blacksmith that they should make their way to the boy's location, informing the legendary blacksmith that they needed to make their way to the courtyard, and quickly. She would allow the massive chakra blades to fizzle out into nothing as they moved.

Sword-Shango would spend their brief time talking to transform herself back into a more humanoid form. She would not take on her own image, but would instead morph herself carefully into a perfect copy of Hanzo's appearance. While Saber, Cloak-Shango, and Amatsumara would head with utmost speed to his son's location - accentuated with the continuous use of Soul Shunts to allow Saber to arrive their faster than Amatsumara - Sword-Shango, now Shango-Hanzo, would head in the opposite direction. Shango-Hanzo would use her own separate Pathfinder senses to locate the nearest remaining hostile and battle-ready members of the Three Legged Crow, and head in their direction with the same arrogant waltz the original Hanzo had used. She carried a simulacrum copy of the man's weapon, formed from her own Mabuki prowess and still connected, unseen, to Shango-Hanzo's hand with a tiny overlapping of flesh.

Each set of actions would be performed with haste, out of the view of others, though bot the Doomward on Saber and on Cloak-Shango were still active.

[Master Game]

Sabre, with Amatsumara trailing not too far after, would pace down the hall at quick speeds. Soon, after taking a one or two turns, they would arrive at the wide open pair of double-doors they'd first entered. Sabre would be able to recall without stepping out of them that there were a trio of thugs sitting down by a bonfire in the compound about twenty metres to her left if she stepped out of the door. Directly ahead and in an open view were the two pairs of guardsmen for the day, Hector and Kygo whom the group had already encountered. The two had their backs turned towards the group and were chatting over some mundane topic as they manned their post. Sabre's pathfinder senses would tell her at that moment that the person she sought lay to the nearest building past the bonfire on their left, in a room on the second floor.

Shango-Hanzo however would find that running down the hall in the opposite direction would simply bring her back to face the set of old double-doors that Hanzo had come out of. She would find however, that if she went down the corridor the others did, and took a right instead of a left(that lead to the exit). She would sense that the remaining members of the Covert Operations Unit had went down that direction.

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Saber exited through the large double-doors, her senses telling her that the boy was not far now. She made a mental note of the building in which he seemed to be kept, and spied a group of three-legged crow members she could clearly recall encountering before. The twenty meters separating her from her targets was covered in hard, heavy steps. She walked brazenly up to them, approaching from behind, and calling to them with a Vexing Voice ripe with contempt. Though loud enough for all of them to hear, she seemed to target Kygo specifically.

"Get up, weaklings. I am the Demon of The Bloody Mist. This is the moment of your deaths."

She would wait for them to move, to make the change from static background noise to prey, to blood, to meat. Chakra began its slow gathering around her left palm, and the right palm of her Devil Arms hanging from her shoulders like obscene pauldrons. Her wings flexed in the air and straightened as she felt her soul tremble with the rage that always accompanied her in battle, while nodes of flesh became swollen within her, the beginnings of forms that had not yet come to fruition.   An exchange of chakra between herself and Cloak-Shango still wrapped tightly around Amatsumara hastened an interstitial precaution as two quivers of flesh from its back would grant the blacksmith the same wings as Saber.  

Shango-Hanzo would move through the opposite doorway, taking a right down a long corridor and eventually being able to tell the direct the Covert Operations unit had come from. She would continue to follow their path until she caught up with them, using her advanced sensory input to take the most efficient path possible, eyes bearing sight in a glow that would illuminate all before her.

[/b] Vexing Voice, Pathfinder, Doomward, Know All That Is, Unknown Technique Prep, Unknown Technique Prep, Unknown Technique Prep

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[Master Game]

Among the three gang-members of the Yatagarasu, there was a dark-skinned, cleanly shaven man who was little on the short side. His ears were impeccably sharp were able to notice Sabre's footsteps little before she started talking. He spun round and unsheathed the greatsword on his back in a quick and practised motion. In alert, his companions would also get to their feet just as the intruder attacked them with her vexing voice.

His two nameless colleagues would be taken aback and feel the full force of the vexing voice. They would hesitate on how to proceed and could only draw their weapons(one a pair of short-swords and another a longsword) and initiate a defensive stance as they looked at each other in uncertainty. The bald thug would hold his ground however, showing no signs of being affected by her mind-games or her bizarre appearance.

The look in the gangster's eyes showed that he was thoroughly analysing his opponent, her posture, her weapon, everything. The distance between them was about ten metres. He grit his teeth at the sight of Amatusmara and realised that this attack was likely the man's doing. The gangster's eyes flared up in rage as he pulled his weapon over his head and slammed the greatsword into the ground with impeccable force. A lifetime of practise and lifting weights accentuated the sudden chaotic movement. The ground below the sword exploded, sending chunks of rocks and sharp pebbles flying upwards as debris, to rain down upon the two enemies in front of him.

If Amatsumara had some degree control over the wings gifted to him that were a godsend at that moment, he would urge them fly up and dash to his right to avoid the hail of debris, or at least move to form a shield over the man's body as it came crashing down towards him and Sabre.

As for the pair of guardsmen, both had been alerted by the sound of Sabre's vexing voice and would re-position themselves towards the threat. They were now southeast to Shango and Amatsumara and about forty metres away The two didn't need to look at each other know what was on both their minds.

What the fuck is that thing?

The words spoken reached both their ears, yet only the bull-headed Hector would not be able to resist the mind-effecting compulsion. Kygo's eyes darted to his comrade, noting the uncharacteristic hesitance and confusion on his face. The intelligent ex-mercenary guessed at what could've been effecting him and immediately made his move.

If Shango looked in that direction after announcing her presence to those by the bonfire, she would find only Hector preparing a series of handseals as he channelled the chakra through the network of tenketsu in his body. His comrade had already slipped into the shadows and become one with subtlety of that which was unseen.



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Meanwhile, inside the main building, Shango-Hanzo's senses would finally point her to a door at the end of the dimly-lit stone hallway. Having just turned into a corner, the mist-nin just caught a glimpse of someone closing the door. On the shabby wooden door, there was a plaque that indicated the room was an armoury. Shango-Hanzo would be able to note that despite her running around the whole place, there was very little indication of any gang-members' presences around the hallways. It seemed slightly strange, but with the time of the day it would be a good guess to assume most had retired to their living quarters.