11-25-2016, 05:43 PM
Mitsuki panted, blood trickled from a trio of wounds. He clamped a hand to his side, stemming the majority of the blood flow. He grimaced slightly as his foot twinged, pain searing upwards. Almost too much to take. He was pinned, he’d need a distraction to get out of this.
“Care to tell me what’s going on here?” His assailant questioned.
The boy glared, snaking his hand down into the pouch at his hip, coiling his fingers through the loop of two of the five remaining Kunai. Such audacity. To dive in and attack without even prior knowledge of the matter.
“Most are here, after the blade of Sasuke Uchiha, the Sword of Kusanagi.” Mitsuki spoke out, barely containing the strain it took, “The Red masked man carries it, he issued a challenge. I am here to ensure the blade it returned to it’s rightful owner or the village of his origin.” As abruptly as his speech came to an end, so too came the Shinobi’s retaliation in the form of one of the knives slicing through the air, grazing past the red head’s ear. She had not dropped her guard. A bloodied squelch resounded as the Shinobi set about removing the obstacle that pinned his foot. He tossed the blade aside and in the same instant, launched the second Kunai. The woman ducked, the knife hurtling past inches above her head and he bolted, stumbling over the first few steps..
A pair of coral spikes jutted from the ground, halting the ninja’s advance, forcing him to hop back a few feet. The boy clenched his right hand around the wrist of his left for a brief moment before throwing a punch into the air. Instead of snakes, however, this time Mitsuki’s fist extended, hurtling through the air towards the witch. He managed to grasp onto the woman’s collar and with that, an opening. Mitsuki clenched his free fist and flew towards the witch, who was still fighting against his grip. He ground to a halt and slammed the fist into Schwarz’s gut, causing her to double over, only to receive a heavy knee to the face, blood instantly erupting from her nose as the bones within cracked and ruptured.
Chronoire managed to suppress a scream, her blade flicking to life and launching itself at the ninja. The boy ducked, instinctively, and the blade dug itself into the brilliant white ground behind him. Coiled like a spring, Mitsuki leapt into the air and delivered a spinning heel kick to the side of the witch’s head, sending her reeling to the ground, dizzied by the strike. Mitsuki dashed forwards once more and straddled the woman, producing a Kunai from within the pouch and placed it against the witch’s exposed neck as she began to gather her senses about her.
“I’ve no quarrel with you..” Mitsuki spoke but was cut short by the witch’s forehead connecting with his own. He dragged the knife along the skin of her neck, slicing a shallow gash along the width as he reeled backward, yet another coral spike rising from the ground and punching into his shoulder. The ninja allowed himself a brief pause, gritting his teeth through the searing pain in his shoulder. He grimaced and raised the kunai in the air and slammed the knife through the coral, freeing his arm up as yet more blood stained his jacket. Mitsuki exhaled shakily and took to his offence once again. A few tender steps followed up by a burst of speed saw Mitsuki close the gap between the battered pair, weaving seals as he moved. A deep inhale and another Kunai sent flying through the air. The witch dodged the kunai almost instinctively, only to be peppered by the Shinobi’s Wind Style.
It knocked the breath from her lungs and threw her backward a few feet, giving her enough time to summon another one of her swords, the blade hovering threateningly behind her. The Shinobi broke into an all out sprint, attempting to keep the witch on the defence at the very least. He danced around the woman, nicking at her with the blade of his Kunai, whilst remaining in motion as much as possible so as to avoid the telekinetically controlled sword that lingered around the witch. Eventually, the ninja made some ground. The kinetic blade managed to launch the kunai from Mitsuki’s grip, who instantaneously threw himself into a forward somersault, his heel connecting with the loop of the Kunai which, in turn, sent the knife hurtling toward Chronoire, cutting a neat gash in her cheek. She flung her kinetic sword towards the Shinobi, managing to open up yet another gash upon his person. He stumbled to the side and put on yet another turn of speed, weaving a pair of seals as he closed in.
“Sen’ei Jashu!” Mitsuki cried, the snakes erupted from his sleeve and clamped their fanged jaws around the witch’s neck, threatening to end her in one fell swoop, were it not for the Oceanic Blade that hovered ominously at the nape of his neck.
“So, where do we go from here?” Chronoire managed to wheeze.
“Care to tell me what’s going on here?” His assailant questioned.
The boy glared, snaking his hand down into the pouch at his hip, coiling his fingers through the loop of two of the five remaining Kunai. Such audacity. To dive in and attack without even prior knowledge of the matter.
“Most are here, after the blade of Sasuke Uchiha, the Sword of Kusanagi.” Mitsuki spoke out, barely containing the strain it took, “The Red masked man carries it, he issued a challenge. I am here to ensure the blade it returned to it’s rightful owner or the village of his origin.” As abruptly as his speech came to an end, so too came the Shinobi’s retaliation in the form of one of the knives slicing through the air, grazing past the red head’s ear. She had not dropped her guard. A bloodied squelch resounded as the Shinobi set about removing the obstacle that pinned his foot. He tossed the blade aside and in the same instant, launched the second Kunai. The woman ducked, the knife hurtling past inches above her head and he bolted, stumbling over the first few steps..
A pair of coral spikes jutted from the ground, halting the ninja’s advance, forcing him to hop back a few feet. The boy clenched his right hand around the wrist of his left for a brief moment before throwing a punch into the air. Instead of snakes, however, this time Mitsuki’s fist extended, hurtling through the air towards the witch. He managed to grasp onto the woman’s collar and with that, an opening. Mitsuki clenched his free fist and flew towards the witch, who was still fighting against his grip. He ground to a halt and slammed the fist into Schwarz’s gut, causing her to double over, only to receive a heavy knee to the face, blood instantly erupting from her nose as the bones within cracked and ruptured.
Chronoire managed to suppress a scream, her blade flicking to life and launching itself at the ninja. The boy ducked, instinctively, and the blade dug itself into the brilliant white ground behind him. Coiled like a spring, Mitsuki leapt into the air and delivered a spinning heel kick to the side of the witch’s head, sending her reeling to the ground, dizzied by the strike. Mitsuki dashed forwards once more and straddled the woman, producing a Kunai from within the pouch and placed it against the witch’s exposed neck as she began to gather her senses about her.
“I’ve no quarrel with you..” Mitsuki spoke but was cut short by the witch’s forehead connecting with his own. He dragged the knife along the skin of her neck, slicing a shallow gash along the width as he reeled backward, yet another coral spike rising from the ground and punching into his shoulder. The ninja allowed himself a brief pause, gritting his teeth through the searing pain in his shoulder. He grimaced and raised the kunai in the air and slammed the knife through the coral, freeing his arm up as yet more blood stained his jacket. Mitsuki exhaled shakily and took to his offence once again. A few tender steps followed up by a burst of speed saw Mitsuki close the gap between the battered pair, weaving seals as he moved. A deep inhale and another Kunai sent flying through the air. The witch dodged the kunai almost instinctively, only to be peppered by the Shinobi’s Wind Style.
It knocked the breath from her lungs and threw her backward a few feet, giving her enough time to summon another one of her swords, the blade hovering threateningly behind her. The Shinobi broke into an all out sprint, attempting to keep the witch on the defence at the very least. He danced around the woman, nicking at her with the blade of his Kunai, whilst remaining in motion as much as possible so as to avoid the telekinetically controlled sword that lingered around the witch. Eventually, the ninja made some ground. The kinetic blade managed to launch the kunai from Mitsuki’s grip, who instantaneously threw himself into a forward somersault, his heel connecting with the loop of the Kunai which, in turn, sent the knife hurtling toward Chronoire, cutting a neat gash in her cheek. She flung her kinetic sword towards the Shinobi, managing to open up yet another gash upon his person. He stumbled to the side and put on yet another turn of speed, weaving a pair of seals as he closed in.
“Sen’ei Jashu!” Mitsuki cried, the snakes erupted from his sleeve and clamped their fanged jaws around the witch’s neck, threatening to end her in one fell swoop, were it not for the Oceanic Blade that hovered ominously at the nape of his neck.
“So, where do we go from here?” Chronoire managed to wheeze.
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Mitsuki used everything ever
Chronoire used everything aside from her dagger
We both have experienced pain.