Kenjutsu Dojo, Kiri

[Runeska]

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"I want to kill you~!"

At the start of a horrendous fire, the dojo seemed to empty out with great intensity leaving it nearly deserted with seconds. “Is that… so? The gal.” For a single brief moment, it seemed that his voice had dropped in pitch and sharpened. “This is madness! You seal your own fate!” Watching her, it seemed as though she had completely lost her mind.

Fool stop stalling and kill her already!

Nephew, how many times must I tell you? A threat must always be eliminated. Have you learned nothing?

Enough talk. We kill… now

Flashback______

The single shockwave of wind traversed the ground at speeds very much surprising for him. What appeared to be a keen cutting edge portrayed itself as a sharp gust of wind, about a foot wide. Aclime’s eye traced it’s speedy trail for a second, watching it go for only five meters. There, it would collide with a large boulder, spraying chunks of it about the clearing. To Aclime, it seemed like mastery at it’s fittest and peak level. Oh how he would be shocked in just seconds.


His head would turn to his uncle, far to the right. He of course knew what it was at that moment. “Boy, your ignorance knows no bounds. It is… amusing. Try again. I will tell you when to stop.” His voice was tipped with annoyance though. Aclime knew that if he messed it up again, he’d be in trouble. There had to be some kind of drastic improvement.

Shifting his weight around, he resumed the classic battojutsu stance, resheathing his sword and gripping it tightly. Concentrating, he began focusing the chakra flowing though his body towards his arms. This, along with choas would increase his draw speed, if he only knew how to use it properly. His right was gripping the handle once more, bone jutting out from its vice. Suddenly, he moved, drawing the sword at such speeds to create an agitated screech that tore throught the air. That wasn’t where it ended though the vibration in his ended abruptly as his sword came crashing into the earthy soils, rending it immediately. He could see masses of earth tearing from around his him, cascading into smaller pieces as they were cut in its wake.


But it was another failure even still. The Sugoi Shindou was a grandiose technique, one that was meant to travel the surrounding landscape for a full fifteen meters. His would again stop short at five, once again hitting the boulder in its path. This time though, he felt the ground shake as the energies within the forceful shockwave released itself, within it’s path, booming into the rock. It removed a large amount of it from the bulk of it’s mass, almost cutting clean through it’s center, but it was still far below par, another failed attempt, as said.


End Flashback________


It was perhaps the worst for this young girl to have shown up, no less as a missing nin. His training and remembrance brought him closer to what he was trying to avoid. A brief flash of red would overtake his irises before everlasting shadows engulfed both sockets. The young lady would have been just finishing her seals at this time, but it was too late for her, for he had obtained Lucid Wraith. Yet, it was the Akumu acting. Reaching over his head, he’d pulled the anbu mask over his face to hide the change and immediately shunshin before the young girl, ending up ten meters to her left. The cone of dust would be facing way from him, not that it mattered. His hand was swift, incredibly so. She wouldn’t only hear his attack although it appeared he’d not moved yet. It would be an incredibly powerful driving shockwave, powered by the draw of his arm. It’s speed, sublime, would sever her arms as it passed in speeding gust, which were still extended in seals, knocking the very breath from her body where she’d collapse. A simple gnash of her teeth, if she chose to would harm no one but herself, as at this point she’d be the only one within range of said could of dust.

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Chaos Fourth Stage "Eternal Chaos" 120 tp
Rank: ‘S’
Skill: Taijutsu
Effect: Final step in evolution, the fourth stage of chaos is like nothing anyone has ever seen before. The fourth stage allows the user to unlock one-hundred percent of there max strength, there endurance and durability remains the same as before as stated above in the Kamyuja description section. There speed in enhance even more now, allowing them to increase there movement speed by two, giving them the advantage now in a battlefield. As stated before, once activated the user is now capable of seeing ones aura as it emanates from there body.
Special: You receive a plus two to movement. Though a Kamyuja member is not capable of using chakra gates, they can use there chaos as as substitute in order to go into a chakra gate related fighting style. This eye is capable of mimicking the seventh and eighth gate. Please note you don't gain the benefits of those chakra gates.
Drawback: ----
Description: The final step, this form of chaos was never thought to exist. But here it lies in every Kamyuja member awaiting to be awaken so there true power can shine. This form of chaos is to be known as the most powerful one of all, in truth it has no weakness and will break the boundaries of mankind as we known. When activating the fourth stage of chaos the person seems to have more control then ever before, unlike the three stage they are able to control there emotions and suppress there strength at will. This time around the eyes of the Kamyuja don’t change, instead they stay there original genetic color, though there eye remain the same their eyes do glisten with brilliance while chaos is activated, but there are some cases where the eyes still retain the 'Third stages' color. Meaning someone who had black or white eyes will retain that when they unlock the fourth eyes.. Though there eyes don’t change physically they still gain the capability of seeing in black n’ white as if they were colored blind, this doesn’t hinder there ability to fight in fact it increase there ability due to the fact they are able to see the aura of chakra emanating from a person’s body. Once the Kamyuja reaches this stage of Chaos they are able to demonstrate the full capabilities of there true strength as they are no longer suppressed by the previous stages, in this state they are capable of tapping into there max potential, making them now the most powerful creature that has every walked this earth. There strength is unrivaled by those who could have rivaled it once before and there movement speed steadily increase, they no longer move with a plus one but instead with a plus two. Unlike before, where the Kamyuja’s nocieptor’s would shut down so they wouldn’t be able to feel pain no longer applies. Now the nocieptor are still active allowing the Kamyuja to actually feel pain when they are in this stage, this would seem to damper there ability but in truth it actually increase it. The pituitary gland works more proficient then before, allowing it to produce an absurd amount of endorphins while they are in this stage. They are able to negate fifty percent of all damage done to them making any physical damage done to them that was serious feel like a minor wound. Though they don’t posses the ability not to feel pain anymore they do have the ability now to negate most of the damage done to them, this also proves useless for them now since they no longer have a time limit like before.
Limit: Must have the Kamyuja Bloodlimit, In order to obtain this the user must have 500tp within the Kamyuja Clan and must be role played out to obtain.


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[goliath764]

+20

[Randori Sakurai]

8-10

Nibaigiri (Double Cut)
Rank: D Rank
Effect: Two weak (D Rank) strikes at a single opponent
Special: None
Drawbacks: None
Description: Commencing from a kneeling position, the practitioner rises and draws, making a rising strike on the draw and a dropping strike as he sheathes.
Restriction: Must have a Senpai/Sensei of a Kenjutsu Dojo to learn; must have Quick Strike Training (D)

"That's better, but there's certainly room for improvement", Tsunaraha said to Randori. Randori just sighed and grabbed his katana. "What you could do better is well...you could actually sheathe your sword after the move, instead of stalling." Ah, so that was it. The young mist ninja thought that he had been missing something to the technique.

He got down on his knees, the balls of his feet were having pressure exerted on them. Take it slow, he thought. Tsunaraha moved the dummy back to a distance where he could strike it. He focused on the dummy, and leaned forward. Just as he was about to take a swipe at it, his master's voice interjected. "No. You're slouching too much. Straighten your back. Be proud to be part of this fighting style."

Although quite confused, Randori stood up a little bit more. It had completely thrown him off concentration. So again, he looked forward. Then he remembered that the last time, he had only given one strike. The technique required two if it was to be done correctly. But in a flash of a moment, he rose up, and felt his knees unbuckle. His arms flailed themselves out at the straw dummy. His first strike was a little bit difficult to get out. It seemed a bit heavy as his left arm wailed over the dummy. But his second would be much more successful. He brought it back to stab the dummy where its heart would be. His blade felt weightless as he brought it down. The practice human fell over with a clatter. The smiling face on it seemed to turn into a frown.

Just as he was about to finish his move, his mind thought quickly. Sheathe the blade. So, he brought it back into its container as he knelt back down quickly. "Good. Good job", his master Tsunaraha said quietly. But the compliment was too kind to be true. "Now...on to quick strike training."

[Deleted]

+8

[sarety]

as Sarety clacked her teeth together, the cone of dust burst into flames, with a wush of fire the dojo roof and yet another wall, another wall retaining a singe while the first attack delicered was eating at a hole, it would be safer now for people to leave the dojo. The fire cone had already eaten away at several of the beams in the ceiling.

Sarety heard a rumbling shockwave rush along the ground towards her,it was something that had obviously not been perfected by the mizukage, the rumbling attack cut short as she slid backwards from the after force, turning up at the kage, he was now wearing an animal mask. Forming handseals once again she formed her chakra to her mouth again, spitting out 5 simultaneous fire bullets, each one would shoot at different parts of the kage. The fifth bullet would aim for his sword arm, the second would be aimed towards his right feet, the third at his head, the fourth at his chest and the first would not be aimed at him at all, the fifth one would be aimed at a beam in the ceiling, coming close to falling, shooting the point above the mizukages head would swing the heavy beam, on fire swooping down from his right to strike him as he would be preoccupied with the bullets, the beam would be at least 6 feet long and 2 feet wide by 1 and a half feet thick, made out of heavy black oak the beam would swing a fe inches off the ground as the momentum would break it off the roof and send it flying and burning at both ends after the kage, should he choose to run. The bullets travel at 60 feet per second and by the time the second bullet would be released the beam would be swinging and would impact at the same time as the third. The beam would be a critical hit for even a kage.

"I advise you tell your friends to leave"

Sarety spoke as the dojo was burning down, illuminating her dark sleepless eyes, her skin illuminated and her white hair looking a burnished copper in the deep fires of the hellish dojo.

//note: other person training here, your in a burning dojo, feel free to attack if you wish, although you may move outside, etc or what ever, you will not get attacked by me. The floor is also broken.

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Katon: Fire bullet Jutsu
Rank: B
Type: Ninjutsu
Effect: The user focuses chakra into their mouth and forms hand seal for a fire technique the user then forms an ok looking shape with their hands the user takes a deep breath and sort of spits out the chakra in their mouth forcing a white hot ball of fire. the fire goes at about 60 fps giving someone little time to react. after the jutsu is done, the user would have shot about seven "bullets" depending on the person’s level. the size of the bullet is 3 inches

* "D" Class: 3 bullets
* "C" Class: 5 bullets
* "B" Class: 7 bullets
* "A" Class: 9 bullets


Special: rat, tiger, boar, ram, dog, rooster, horse, snake, dragon
Drawback: Most unskilled users of this jutsu will get blisters or sever burns around their hands from shooting the fire also, they may feel low on chakra or light headed.
Description: In the opponents eye all they see is the user spit out a small white projectile. if it hits them it would burn through their entire body creating a three-inch hole. no blood will pour out because this seals any wound even the ones it inflicts
Limit: Must have Katon: Fire release Skill

[Runeska]

20/50

Flash back____

“Discipline my boy and never over confidence. It dulls the sharpest of blades. Now, Give me your sword arm.” It was time for a disciplinary action. Regretfully, Aclime did as he was told, as weather or not he hated his uncle, he was still acting as sensei. Of course, what he did was he strike the side of Aclime’s arm with the flat of his own blade. It would have stunned him intensely, except for the fact that the rage of choas sheltered his mind from pain. But… but… that was it, the duration of rage was cutting off very soon. And hwen it did, he’d be unable to perform, he knew he would.


He grit his teeth though, began to attempt sugoi sendou before he needed to rest. He would focus his body for a few seconds, quickly aligning the bones and ligaments into the proper stance. When that was succeeded, the Akumu proceeded to the next mini prep of his technique. That was of course, mental seeing his technique thought before it happened. He had his uncles vision in mind for that, but alas, he did have to do the technique again. Standing in the battojutsu stance now, he found that his sword arm was lagging horribly. It was nearly un responsive.


After he managed to clutch the handle to his katana with his sword arm. He focused once very briefly as he concentrated on the draw. In a swift movement of his arm, he began moving his arm ferociously, nearly tearing the blade from the ensnarement of the sheath. Nearly? Hm… why not completely? His arm tensed up at the beginning of the movement, a nearly unnoticeable flaw in his movement that would take away enough momentum to halt the technique in full. It was his arm. It was battered and bruised beneath the sleeve of his shirt. He would have to try it again, giving careful attention to this detail.


A sharp glance would be cast at Uncle Yutake. Why did he have to make this training so unpleasant. He always thought it, but one day, he would pay for this routine. With carefully baited handling, he sheathed his blade again. He had to move faster, less he’d miss out on the time frame duration. With all the strength he could muster, he unsheathed his blade at quickest speed his battered arm could manage. The motion would occur in a flash, though the long screech erupted from the sheath would echo long after the blade was unsheathed, and even longer still, as the shockwave that emitted rocked through the landscape.


It, the shockwave, had expanded outward more, reaching width from it’s bare inches to a full foot. Dirt would spray up from the floor as it raced toward the practice target that was the boulder. But had he improved it or not? It was hard to tell for the second that it traveled. It still looked about the same, minus the fact that it had grown by a marginally noticeable scale. But what did it leave? A collision, one the created a second screech, pulverized a portion of the boulder. There were no chips of it flying about though, as such would indicate concussive force, rather then supreme cutting ability. He was getting there, very slowly, but the ability was none the less there.

End Flashback_______


It seemed the Akumu had over estimated the rejuvenating abilities of his mind, as mind and body were not yet in synch with one another. For now, that move would be tossed aside, perhaps ready to be used at another time. Instead, he watched as the gust from the attack would knock her back just a bit as she began forming hand seals again. Handseals? Was that all the lass could do?

A brief flash of red would overtake his irises before everlasting shadows engulfed both sockets. The young lady would have been just finishing her seals at this time, but it was too late for her, for he had obtained Lucid Wraith.

Under the gaze of his chaos, he’d been able to analyze her strength level quite easily. Handseals beside the most basic of techniques would take time, time he’d take advantage of. Rather than give her the time to do such, he would attempt ending her miserable existence at once. The body flicker was quite the amazing ability. It bridged the distance between them in a flash, not even a second passing before he’d appeared in front of her, striking with his already drawn sword. As such, it was needless to say that his body was much faster than her hand seals, as she’d not even finished forming them yet.


The movement would be a supreme blur as well, striking her nine times in the passing of a single blow. The targeted areas would have been the Right shoulder, left shoulder, right arm, left arm, right leg, left leg, groin, head, and chest. Each blow carried with it devastating power from his specialization in taijutsu. He expected she’d be crippled, if not dead before she hit the ground from the attack. Alas, even the Akumu could percieve the possibility of failure, so his careful eyes watched for the signs of an escape as he attacked, focusing her legs arms and chest, just in case. If it appeared she moved, it would be predicted and countered by his body flickering again to her new destination, perhaps even beating her there, the technique could be duplicated with the same affect.

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Shunshin 2/8, 3/8 pending
EC 2/No limit

Kaze Ryuu Hiden: KuzuKaze Ryuusen 120
Rank: S
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: User attacks all parts of the opponent’s body with one swipe.
Special: Since this is a Taijutsu Technique it does not need any type of seals to help mold the chakra needed.
Drawback: ---
Description: In all forms of Kendo, there are nine vital target points: Right shoulder, left shoulder, right arm, left arm, right leg, left leg, groin, head, and chest. All forms of attack and defense thus focus on these points using chakra creating godlike speed which strikes all nine points at once, making almost any defense impossible.
Limit: Only a master, or one who is able to use such a technique may be able to teach the one who wishes to learn. Must know


Joufu Joukei (Warrior's Sight) 70tp
Rank: "C", "B", "A", "S"
Skill: TaiJutsu
Effect: A technique where the user is capable of seeing, watching the opponent or opponent's chest area predicting movements that the opponent may do against the user.
Special: ---
Drawback: The user is only capable of predicting movements one rank below then what they have learned. The user is only capable of predicting movements that are TaiJutsu Based. Any other type of movements can not be predicted. The user is not capable of predicting movements that are considered to be random. These movements are based off of fighting styles such as Drunken Fighting, and Capoeira. Another defect is if the opponent has half more movements then that of the user they will not be capable of predicting.
Description: When a member of the Kurçjî Ryuu Hiden is used to random combat, they must first become aware of other styles of combat for a mistake in creating a series of random events may bring the member of the Kurçjî Ryuu Hiden int a world of problems. The way this technique works is that the user observes certain points of areas of the opponent's body such as the shoulders, thighs, and hips. Since attacks are focused on these points they are capable of making educational guesses towards points of contact that may occur within these certain points. This type of technique is a study where the user is capable of watching an opponent's movements for a brief moment of time predicting TaiJutsu techniques. When the user first learns this technique they are capable of predicting techniques of "D" Rank capability. When the user learns the "B" Rank version of this technique they are only capable of predicting techniques of "C" Rank capability. When the user learns the "A" Rank version of this technique they are only capable of predicting techniques of "B" Rank capability. When the user learns the "S" Rank version of this technique they are only capable of predicting techniques of "A" Rank capability.
Limit: Taught by a Master, Must go under the Kurçjî Ryuu Hiden Discipline

Edit:Forgot to quote technique

[goliath764]

+10

[sarety]

Sarety felt a gush of wind as the man suddenly appeared infront of her, she had no time to finish her handseals, because as soon as the man had rushed at her the man went to attack her with his drawn sword, a blur and several powerful attacks were launched at her. She felt herself jump as the man appeared, a quick paced jump that removed from the ground as a large quick slash hit her right shoulder. The slash had such stength behind it that Sarety felt herself spin through the air, blade still tearing through digging into bone to slide out due to the Kage's movements not hers. Slashes would slash at her grazing her elbow and shins as she landed into a roll across the ground. An exploding tag would slide from her pouch as she flew through the air, landing out of a roll she would not get time to explode the pouch herself as the ceiling started to collapse.

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-1 exploding pouch [unexploded]

[Runeska]

30/50

Flash back____

Aclime inspected the cut in the boulder for a moment. It looked much cleaner than his previous ones. However, he’d still not yet cut all the way through the boulder. Was he that bad, or was his arm the weakened. Glancing at the granite lump five meters, he figured one more good go would destroy the boulder. He resumed his first stance as if it were a long lost refuge, arching his legs slightly as the sheath was gripped tightly at his side again. A slight click echoed as he reasheathed his blade once more. Concentrating, he would the dull muscles in either limb to respond to his whim. Doing so, his right arm tense up drastically, instantly pulling on the baldes hanle.


Such an action would draw the sword with such speed that the friction of moving the blade would create a loud screech, tearing through the air and irritating his air drum. At the same time though, a compression of air expelled itself in the form of a shockwave as the now free katana cracked down upon the dirt and ground. The effects of his technique increased slightly, whether it was expertise, or just repeated us. It was evident as the shockwaved traversed the free ground with enough depth to it power that it blew the remaining boulder to pieces.


Out of almost no where, his uncle would reduce his work to nothing. “You call that the technique? Please tell me you’re only warming up. The strength of the actual technique dwarfs any progress you may have made." At that time, he’d briefly activate his own choas, flicking his own sword with the same basic styles of swordplay as Aclime, only the effects of his attack would be far more devastating. The movement of his blade would create a similar but more ferocious screech as a large gust of wind swept out from the blade. With his eyes, Aclime would briefly trace the baleful outline of wind as the shockwave materialized. To him, it was a full meter wide, something he’d missed previously.

Still, even it’s creation was a glamorous ordeal, from such a simple motion. He’d been standing a full fifteen meters away from an even larger boulder, and yet the single shockwave hit it. When it hit, it completely cleaved straight through the stone, pushing aside two even lumps of stone. Was this what he should have been going for? Was that the perfection of the technique? He would have tried it for himself, alas, chaos wore off for him, and the dead feeling in his arm returned. As it wouldn’t move, he’d have to rest.

End Flashback_____




The roll was not an expert movement as much as it was an improvised escape. It wouldn't get her very far, as it wouldn't, she was safely within five meters of him. He'd spare her no time for anything, especially while she was actively destroying this dojo. Most of the people had already evacuated though, save one. The Akumu leave that to his lesser half, as he had no need to help anyone but himself. With the pulse of lucid wrath, his sword would be sheathed, only to be torn from his sheath less than a second later.


The intruder would just be recovering from her roll as the blade would tear free, a larger more powerful shockwave being thrown at her. This one would be a full meter wide, striking her quickly in the skull before she rose. The technique was still not perfected, but this short a range, and with nearly his ful strength behind it, it would easily cleave through her skull, almost instantly killing her. It had appeared as though the rust was off the skill, but he still required a bit of polishing.


On a side note though, as he'd moved, he'd been able to see the exploding tag that slid from the girls pouch. The chakra held within it made it easily viewable by him. However, whether it was a coincidence, or part of her scream went unknown. Surely though, she'd be dead, right? Even if so, his eyes would note the distance of the item. It too was five meters from him, not quite close enough for a single exploding tag to cause him harm.

[sarety]

a shockwave would roll across the floor as sarety, in a curled form still rolled across the floor, the imperfect shockwave overturned wooden floor, it would strike her as the rolled, narrowly missing the base of her skull as she uncurled from the ball moments later, the formation of her movements smooth, even as the shockwave tore at her knees, wooden floor and force producing a series of agonizing clicks from her kneecaps as the force crushed her kneecaps. Screaming in a shrill tone, she flew through the air, hair astray, she impacted against the wall, with a spray of blood from her mouth mixed with the tears of her eyes, it was obvious she was defeated. She would of course not let him have any glory, the ryo in her bra felt cold against her chest as her heated body slowly relaxed into the painful abliss that awaited her, the back of her head bleeding from the impact of the wall along with a trail of blood from her mouth from her biting her tongue. Her chest heaved as her headband unwraveled itself to the floor, coughing, she felt a burning rasp in her throat. She had overdone herself. Sitting there she would look to the mizukage, eyes bright and gazing towards the man, tears streaming from her face.

Sarety knew that any looks would not deem her mercy nor honor to be saved by the smiles of a women. She was a woman in a dominant male's proffession and would not want to be treated as anything but a ninja. Although Sarety enjoyed the bleak humor of how the Mizukage would feel about killing her.

"It would be an honor to die by your hands Mizukage"

Sarety said, lifting her throat, in a vain attempt to show how ready she was to face the death that awaited her. She had a strange feeling that this death would not last long, although she did not quite understand what that meant, she trusted her instincts. The Dojo was falling to peaces, she was leaning upon the last remaining wall of the dojo, the walls burning rapidly.

//I hereby accept any death or punishment the Mizukage may deal to my character, this post will not be edited as Sarety has accepted death -Sarety

[goliath764]

+10

[Randori Sakurai]

[exit] Randori felt sweat drip down his face. His throat was parched and begged for quenching. Without another word, he left the dojo.

[Runeska]

40/50

The attack managed to miss, though the power was still evident in it's course of actions. It sundered the wooden dojo's floor boards as if they mere tissue papers. An immeasurable click of time passed before it hit her knees, not the intended target. What would he hear though, other than the clean crisp sound of bone tissue being snapped? The sound of it buckling in on itself and snapping would echoe throughout the flaming dojo. It pissed the Akumu off considerably. It was the second time he'd used the move, and not achieved the proper affect. But perhaps...

Flash back___

The time span of about five minutes had passed, enough time for Aclime to catch his breath, and regain the useage of his choas. His right arm was still tremendously sore though, which meant using the technique would create greater strain. He’d already been disciplined though, long enough for pain to become dull. Activating his chaos another time, he forced his aching limbs into the battojutsu stance. Here, would quickly unsheath his katana as fast as he could. The resulting sheer speed of the movement created the characteristic screech, like a threatening night banshee.

This sharpened gust of wind careened forward through the forest floor, spitting it’s contents out the way till it reached it’s target destination. That destination began 10 meters away. There, it collided with one mid sized rock, splitting it in halves and rending it away. It then continued to move further, it’s path unimpeded by a second larger rock three move meters away. It make the same fate as the first, sheering into clean cut pieces. Yet, it wasn’t over, as there was one more rock two meters away that completed the full fifteen meters of distance. This one blew into three large chunks, effectively battered to submission.

End Flashback___


Just as she, the Yamanaka, would be nearly hurled across the room, he'd resheath his sword again. Sitting there right now, he'd pour his entire concentration into one attack. His stance would have once more been the battojutsu stance, left hand gripping the sheath, with his right hand gripping the handle tightly. Wordlessly, his right hand would draw the sword in a flash, as the dancing lights from the dojo's fires would illuminate the blade.


An ear crackling screech tore through the air from the friction of the movement. Its causation and end factor would both be the same, that of a mighty shockwave. This one however would be many times more powerful than the first one, or even the second. It's sonic creation was a fulll meter wide, sharp, and more than capable of cleaving stone. About a second after the kunoichi would impact into the wall, the shockwave would be upon her. Its first target location would be the legs it would have clip off. These would cut like old wood, blood spraying about the air, only to be dried into a bloody mist, ketsueki kiri.


"Death, by my hands? The nerve. You aren't worth it." She was effectively dead to him, as she couldn't crawl away. The pain would ensure that. The Akumu would sheath his blade quickly, putting it out of sight, blood less. Forming a number of handseals, five walls of wind would appear around the downed Yamanaka. These would be one above, and four around to form a bottom side open wind box. Simply put, she wouldn't be able to escape, with the condition of the dojo, it would leave her to burn alive in the mess she'd created, till the sweet embrace of death carried her away.


"Your corpse can burn in the putrid mess you've made. I'll let you... stew in your own juices till then" The akumu would then leave just as that, narrowly missing the margin for leaving unharmed, as the the support beam in the dojo collasped. About 75% of the dojo was burned by this time, more than enough to burn and reduce Sarety to ashes, sparring him a corpse clean up. He was cruel as well, as the wind box pinning her in place wouldn't protect her from flames or heat. It would however, keep her from inhaling the smoke, truly a long painful death.


[Exit]

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4th stage choas

Sugio Sendoi

[Koori.]

+10

[sarety]

sarety died in the middle of the kages speach. Arrogance propelling him to speak further, she was lucky to die in the middle of his speach, it was a truely awful speach.

[dead]

[← KIRA →]

Death accepted!