Fiery [P]
Feb 24, 2012 17:01:16 GMT -8
Post by chiatsuki on Feb 24, 2012 17:01:16 GMT -8
x; FIERY !
x; 6/?
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The group of arrows acting as a ricochet of lightning would prove to be stronger than what NATSUFUBUKI had anticipated, he had gotten excited for no reason. Before his blue eyes another large arrow was seemingly made out of the deaths of these birds aimed towards the man behind the mirror. To him the site must have been just as beautiful as he looked onto death with what a glimpse of how heaven was. His spirit had flowed even before the first crack in the mirror had become apparent. Eyes of silver watched as the lightning created a flow from just a drop of chakra. Not even a single of his opponents creations had a chance of surviving and so he was caught helplessly to fall to the ground without a chance. ( ‘NO TELLING WHAT I WOULD DO IN THAT SITUATION…’) he thought to himself. Maybe that was all he had.
The sound of shattered glass came apparent to HYOKA whom watched the scene all too eagerly. The thud that sounded as aftermath to the assailant’s bone-crushing fall would be the funikumi’s cue to cease his chakras. The bows of lightning would disperse in he and his clones’s hands as he brought himself closer to the first pillar closest to him, the upper right, one painted with the beasts torso. Using little strength he and his clones pushed along the pillar after having observed the marks along the stone and ice. The cold had begun to come a little more bearing ever moment that the yukina remained dead – and the chunin had taken to advantage what time was given to him. After having stopped just inches of what little left of the indentations he could see the funikumi would dart off to the next pillar in order to reenact the same feat.
Four replicas of raiton energy ran behind their summoner in order to aid in this ‘puzzle’ of sorts. A glimpse down the empty hall ending at the blue door would remain painted upon HYOKA’s face before embracing for the leap forward. His figure would pillow out a small force of wind with his descent as he begun his trek towards the next room with his clones following each and every move. What was to come next was somewhat expected by the funikumi as his run returned to a hasty stride up the steps around an intense heat which had made the walls somewhat unbearable to touch when you bumped into them. It was times like this where the funikumi drew in most of his anger, fear, hatred – and threw it all out as he burst through yet, another door, burning the side of his hands, forearms, and elbows to the first degree.
A simple “ugh..” was given in response to the pain it had caused as he stepped out of the large doors into a room filled with a lava painted path which led to what looked like an arena. The CHUNIN and his clones were never sure, though, and so they prepared for what was most likely to be interaction with a bird bathed in flames, or maybe someone who at least knew of them. For once in his life HYOKA was now somewhat anticipated as to what he was going to face. Ocean colored locks of hair drug in the wind, as did his silhouettes, down the path painted with lava in attempts to reach the center of its infrastructure. With one look back to UMEKA he would have made his way into the pit of flames with nothing but a name.
CONSUMPTION - CHAKRA REDUCTION level 4; S = D 7000 EXP
- 4 clones still active
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