The Wet and the Wild

Raika grunts with exertion as she struggles to get a newfound fighting style to work right, having decided that she needs a style that can help to improve the strength of her strikes in order to hit harder with her claws. The problem with this style was that it relied so heavily on strength that the focus on the speed she usually focused on in order to hit an opponent multiple times in quick succession. She readies her fists again at her sides, changes to her more typical claw hands when that becomes uncomfortable again, and focuses all her might on a single strike on the dummy in front of her. Raika grunts again as the strike lands, causing her claws to dig deep into the dummy's mostly soft stuffing-filled flesh, and she pulls her claws back out again, causing its stuffing to spill out. Well, might as well switch dummies...

Raika moves on to the next one, having finished learning the basic fighting style that had been named Arhat Fist, she starts working on the first of many techniques in the surprisingly simple but clearly effective fighting style, where a simple knee raise to the abdomen is supposed to leave the target completely winded and unwilling to continue the fight. She gets back in her stance and then focuses an explosive amount of power into a driving knee strike, wincing a bit in pain as she feels the stuffing compress, then lifting the stake nearly an inch up from the ground with the power of that strike alone.

"Well, goddamn."

If any other ninja show up, she's not likely to notice them, but it would honestly be hard not to notice her grunting and her harsh fighting against the dummies, much less the long black hair that swayed with each violent movement. Her clothing was a bit eye-catching too, as her black tattered cloak similarly sways this way and that with her strikes. Her armguards and shinguards cover her forearms and shins respectively, and her corset-like red top keeps her from actually being naked. What might have once been black pants are shorn at the mid-thigh level, and the rest of her legs are criss-crossed with torn black leggings that reveal more skin than they hide.

OOC:

WC: Arhat Fist 100/100
Rising Knee 100/100

Michelangelo slowly wakes up as he’s getting dressed he has a quick memory of the night before. “Hey Leonardo let’s go to the training ground tomorrow morning before it’s too late on the day, I’ve been training a new taijutsu and I want to test it out on someone I hope your okay with that.” as Leonardo accepts his request with a smile Michelangelo smiled back rarely the chance he smiles but around his cousin he feels comfortable enough to show something else then a serious look. As the memory faded the light from outside was extremely bright in his sleepy eyes he finished getting ready ‘I’m late to meet up I need to hurry up.’ as he runs downstairs he passes the jacket that is laying on the counter and runs straight to the training ground to meet up as fast as possible.

When Michelangelo reaches the training grounds he sees his cousin sitting down watching someone he’s never meet before and a good amount of snow layered down already around grounds. ‘I guess I was later then I thought, I forgot my jacket it’s chilly.’ he looks around as he walks toward towards his cousin the snow crunching underneath the souls of his shoes , he notices that the dummies are broken and feels upset that he wasn’t able to use them to show Leonardo his new taijutsu he has been training.when he gets behind Leo he grabs a dumpling and starts eating it “hey Leo sorry I forgot to eat before getting here and I know I’m a bit late let me show you what I’ve been training.” when he finishes the dumpling He walks past Leonardo and slams his foot on the ground the snow flying everywhere from the force of that slam and the earth slightly cracking around the impact point, “Hey lady you seem strong come here and attack me I need a partner since you broke the dummies you better make this interesting!”

Learning Jutsu 100/100:

In the days since his awakening from the ice tomb, the young Yurei has had some interesting encounters. None moreso interesting to the young male than Raika, one of the newest Nightmares, and one of the few that he considered a friend. Which next to Sero and Sayuri were probably the best anyone could hope for when it came to Azrael, while viewed by the structures of the Brigade he was her superior. Azrael viewed them more of equals, which is why when the second in command of the Nightmare Brigade was given a choice of a partner for future two-man operations Raika was his first and only choice. He believed her abilities would compliment his own, her strengths covering his weaknesses and his covering hers, they were sure to be an effective team at least in his mind. Having yet to see his theory tested in the field, it was hard to say it would work or not, considering their only time working together so far was with Sero and his sister, Kami.

Azrael would leave the Kaguya clan district, his sensing technique activated, beginning his search for Raika. Never and More already flying high above the males head aiding in his search, due to their familiarity and ability to recognize Raika, it wouldn't take them long to see her in the training area and signal Azrael who would follow them. The soft chime of his bell earring, would be heard on his approach to the training grounds, as his Ravens took perch upon a nearby tree branch. Far enough from the woman not to be in danger of her hitting him on accident during her training, as well as out of sight of anyone else that would be nearby. Azrael would squat down balancing his weight on the front of this feet with his arms at his sides as he watched her during her training, though he was out of her sight as well he was close enough to her that, with her abilities he had no doubt in his mind that she would know he was there. If she happened to look in the direction he was in and meet with the red eyes of the man, his Genjutsu: Akayurei would activate allowing them to communicate through simple thoughts without the need for verbal communication. If she didn't, he would simply wait for her to be done with her training before telling her she was to be his mission partner, when they were called upon by Sero.

The change in the temperature would catch his attention before he sensed the chakra, it was similar to how Blitz or Sayuri could effect the weather around them, yet weaker. His attention would be drawn to the source as it entered the training area, whoever the source was it certainly wasn't either of them. Activating his ghost sight, Azrael would get a good look at the man, based on his appearance he would come to the conclusion that the man was a Hoshigaki that somehow has power similar to that of the Yuki, even if it was weaker. The first male would soon be joined by another, who Azrael also identified as a Hoshigaki, though the second didn't seem to possess the same affect to the weather as the first. If Raika had looked and made the connection with him, she would also receive this information in the form of his other random thoughts about the pair.

Remaining hidden where he was, unless the two possessed Chakra Sensory or abilities similar to Raika, they would not even know he was here. Even if they had abilities similar to Raika though, they would not be able to sense him until they were at least as close to him as Raika currently was and his chakra sensory, as well as the watchful eyes of Never and More, would prevent anyone from being able to sneak up on him from behind.

For now he would simply watch.

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~ Analyzing Leonardo (1/4)
~ Analyzing Michelangelo (1/4)

Possible:
~ Mental high-five with Riaka

Current Stats:

• Strength: D
  
• Constitution: D
  
• Stamina: C+ (+ from lifestyle)
  
• Speed: D
  
• Coordination: C
  
• Intelligence: B
  
• Perception: C
  

Starting Chakra: 135
-0.5 for Sensing Technique (50 meter Radius)
-1 for E-Rank Ability of Genjutsu:Akayurei (if eye contact is made)
-3 for Ghost Sight
Ending Chakra: 130.5

Dante began his morning with the basic hygienic things to do.

Brushed hair? Yep. More like scruff it up.

Ears? Yep.

Tail? Still got it.

Teeth? Brushed and retractable.

Claws? Always out, never hidden…. With few exceptions.

Dante made some breakfast shortly after doing his hygienic routine, making a simple breakfast sandwhich. Putting it all together, placing it on a plate, he ate his food, tail slowly swaying with enjoyment. ‘That’s nice..’ He thought to himself, licking his lips and finishing his food. He placed his dish in his sink and headed out, starting with a light jog, getting a slight work out in before deciding to head to the training grounds. His breathing remained at a constant rate, his ears bouncing with each step and his tail lashing side to side. It was a pretty nice day out until arriving at the training grounds. It had snow falling within the area, seeming to be caused by one of the people inside. Dante jogged in place before halting and lifting his chin, sniffing the air. His ear twitched and his fur on his tail stood up. ‘Who let a cat in here..’ He shook the petrifying smell off of him and walked in, not seeing the Yurei in the training grounds until looking towards the destination of the smell. It seemed to be a girl who didn’t have the attributes of a cat except for fangs and claws. He waved his hand in front of his nose and looked to the other two, seemingly the cause of the snow. Dante walked up to the Yuki’s and rubbed his nose. “Can you stop that?” Before pointing up in the sky, referencing to the snow. It was a nice day out and if the snow could stop, that would be great. If not, he’d be irritated but he wouldn’t mind it. Dante glared back at the Ryuutei, his face changing with subtle disgust. ‘Think I might know my first training partner…’

Patrolling the usual streets of the market district, all was empty. The six foot shinobi sported his usual blue and white kimono on this day with the traditional shinobi footwear upon his hip swaying his fathers sword only using it when it was time for training as he did not need to walk around with a sword like his other one just yet. Remaining in the village the shinobi made sure to keep it in check but he also wondered if there were more curious faces around the village he had never met. Taking this thought into account he met two red eye shinobi in a matter of days separate but the fact was still the same one male and one female one talkative the other was tempting to fight with the mask upon his face. It only made him wonder who else hid in the village remaining to themselves. It has been a long time since he attempted to explore this place that now was his home. His navy blue hair swayed in the slight breeze as they matched his eyes, his brown skin remained hidden under his garbs but he made it a habit to tolerate the sun and stretch his feet when he had too.

There were days he wished he could cast himself into a dark cold prison and remain in there as if he was ready for hibernation but what good would that do him when he wakes up once more this time further behind. Unable to be redeemed he wanted to be recognized as someone in this village eventually not because of fame or money but for the woman who gave him that chance. Proving his worth by rising was the only way he saw and knew how to pay her back becoming strong enough to protect this village and its people; that was a goal she probably was still working on. Snickering to himself about the thought he only decided then to make his way towards the nearest training grounds in hopes of decreasing his flaws in himself and technique.

From a distance someone unfamiliar caught his attention heading off in the same direction that was his destination gazing at the suit and accessories of this shinobi he could tell this was going to be a new experience. Studying the shinobi it seemed one aspect caught the attention of this male but before he could question himself if what he saw wasn’t a illusion his eyes locked into the sky watching only a specific part of it snow down. Gazing around through the bushes and leaves he attempted to scavenge out anyone nearby but it only made sense for him to see with own two eyes. If people were training on this day he made note to play nice and not let them get hurt as far as he knew there were only two people he actually trained with upon being in this nation. He could not speak on any of them but if they happened to train with the similar beings he was thinking of the training would indeed spice up and make him even happier to compete as he got closer he could barely feel the cold. If this was the presence of the woman he knew it would have been stronger but yet he did not know there was another being who possessed the same elemental as they did in the village.

Intriguing his mind Blitz began to move quicker before revealing himself to what he saw as a group of individuals two seemed to be facing off against one female he had never seen before. One appeared to be hooded. He was interested in that person the most as to what he claimed with this attempt of bringing in the cold temperatures taking only two steps. He remained focused on the male crossing his arms as Blitz started to disperse his own chakra quickly lowering the temperature in the immediate vicinity to such degrees ice would be seen slowly starting to form up around the feet of the shinobi. Uncrossing his arms as he released the pressure he could only grin as he never had a chance to meet another one of his clansmen other than the princess herself. It had seemed the two of them or maybe one of them was in the mood to fight and his opponent at the time was the young kunoichi. Interesting how on this day he was presented with an opportunity to make new acquaintances through battle, a fine way to test everyone's resolve. With a wicked grin upon his face he was excited to see the resolve of others in the village if they knew what it meant to actually carry the dream of the people within them. Lastly it seemed the one he was following also wanted a taste for battle. This only excited the man to see such people attempt to battle one person in one day. It only made him chuckle; it was these types of moments he wanted for himself.

“Interesting three versus one isn’t fair to me.. I’ll take all three of you.”

Unsheathing his blade he continued to smile upon the three of the opposing side before taking another couple steps forward as he came to stop cutting off the route to the young woman. Gazing down upon these shinobi each of them seemed to have their own outfits. Each style was new and different from the same dark tone atmosphere he used too while being a shinobi reaching into his kimono Blitz pulled out a headband with the insignia of the village tying it around his neck as it hung around for all of them to see. The training was needed to be seen by her eyes and eventually allow him to become stronger for this village and eventually for the world.

“Call me Blitz. I accept you three as my training partners.. Now Begin.”

Raika's nose catches the scents of several others showing up, and she turns first from her training dummies to see Azrael, looking right into his eyes. She'd actually become quite accustomed to him putting her under genjutsu; it helped him to communicate better, so she was willing to put up with it when he did so. The first thing that comes through Azrael's brain is an initial rush of emotion and sensational information, as Raika's mind touches his own, with very few actual words coming through; it was like reading a cloud that could sometimes produce words or even full sentences before returning to a murky, mostly unformed mire of thoughts.

She smells the two half-brothers before she sees them, and the first thing that Azrael might hear in her mind are simple words like "fish" and then "not quite". Raika turns to the brother that had first arrived, crossing her arms across her chest as he apologizes if the snow bothers her, and she tilts her head as she watches snow falling on a day that might have been somewhat cool, but was certainly not cold enough for snow. However, she doesn't say anything to him just yet. The snow really doesn't bother her much, although it does seem quite strange.

Then another fishy-smelling man appears, and unwittingly introduces the other one with the snow as being named Leo. Her eyebrows furrow when he demands that she attack him so he can train his new fighting style, but despite her aggressive expression, Azrael can probably sense that she's excited and eager to try him on for a fight, as her mind is filled with thinking about how she's going to give him the surprise of his life if she were to pounce at full speed. Before she can answer, she feels the scent of something else that's animalistic, and the senses being sent to Azrael are flashing between something like "weakling" and "enemy" and "short". But then again, Raika was almost 6 feet tall. Raika watches as some man with tall ears and a long tail walks on into the training grounds and suggests that he'll be her training partner as well. Her next thoughts are something like a scoff, but her face remains tight and unmoving at the suggestion.

"I'm Raika. And if you think you've got the balls for a 3v1 against me, you'll find yourself out of luck."

Of course, she knows that it's not going to be a 3v1 with Azrael here, but then the odds turn even more in her favor as someone new appears, this one smelling like any other man, standing at about the same height as Raika, but he was apparently the same clan as the one that was making it snow; she could feel the temperature drop as he nears the large group. This time, Raika does actually scoff as he draws his sword, and the dark-haired woman moves to stand next to him, lightly pushing his arm to make him stand a little bit aside.

"Begin this!"

She uses her fangs to draw blood from both of her thumbs, pulling up the chakra from her core before slamming both hands on the ground; Rokuro was being draw out from the plains of his own homeland, while Raika had to focus to draw forth one of the summons from a completely different realm, pulling her from deep within a place that she'd had described to her as a black swamp, constantly raining, and filled with the muck of what were once corpses that lined the entirety of the waterline, providing meat and sustenance for a family of summons that thrived off meat from any source, and would even eat the rotted remains as though it were a fresh kill. The summoning smoke clears to show Rokuro, a gorgeous blue-furred lion with fur that flowed like fire across its skin on her right side, and on her left, a four foot long lizard that stood only to a height of one foot, with scales that matched the color of a murky, blue river. Kundo flicked its tongue at the group of three, and Rokuro licked his chops while Raika moves herself down to a position on all fours, facing the three ninja in front of her as she starts looking more like an animal, matching the four-legged stances of the animals on either side of her while her claws extend from her fingers.

"Now this is a spar!"

OOC: WC training for summoning Kundo: 100/100

Summons used:

Spoiler:

Jutsu used:

Spoiler:

CP: 177/185

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bloodline ability used:

Fuuton techniques used :

technique learned: Drilling Air Bullet 150/150
Yuki ice release still active cost: 1
CP: without blood rage 90 with it activated 135
CP used: 14
Total CP after: 121
OOC: I think since it's a fight now ice folk should keep tract of the 1 drain of having it snow lol if it's not wanted then it doesn't have to in my opinion it shouldn't drain anything but I didn't make it.

Micheal notices everyone that just came in to start a fight. “Alright I guess this is more then just us now lady…” He notices the man in front of him so he decides to change up his fighting style into a more aggressive ones he throws a few punches into the air with a shoulder attack and a knee before he does a half tiger hand-seal making his feet start strengthening with chakra before he bolts behind the enemy in-front of him trying to get past him through his right side. As he moves away, he notices the jutsu his cousins Leo uses and was glad that he moved out of the way. “Leo you should really learn to warn me before attacking with something like that!” As he keeps running, he Continues doing hand seals, Tiger Ox Tiger Rat. When he gets to the side of his enemy, about 10 feet away, he released the jutsu, spewing a massive amount of water in a torrent of bullets towards his feet. Then reactivating the half tiger seal he Continues his run behind the enemy, while looking around to see the two summons and the lady ready to lunge at someone. Still 10 feet away, he lunges forward and gets close to the ground with the tiger seal and aims hard at the butt and fully intended to thrust upward. He lunges upwards from a down position pushing up on the enemy at full strength. He somehow forgot to look carefully and closed his eyes when the attack would of made contact. Fully hoping he hit, he would start laughing like crazy since the mood of the battle seemed a little too serious “Come on guys this is a fun spar let’s keep it that way.” Still not opening his eyes until someone responded standing there proud.

Using:

Str B ~ B++
Speed C ~ B- -
Cp: 135 - 18.5 = 116.5

Body flicker 100/100:

Arhat 100/100:

The addition on another chakra coming into his range, Azrael would not be surprised by the thoughts of Raika. Though like the first two, this one didn't look all that human, though he wasn't Hoshigaki like the first two. Having never seen one like him before, Raika would receive two one word messages both questions. "Dog?" Followed closely by, "Wolf?" He wasn't sure what he was, but Azrael's questions would stop as soon as he felt Blitz enter his range. He was familiar with the man's chakra, having spent time with him before. Raika would receive one word from Azrael at the blue haired man's appearance, "Reckless." This remark made purely from his witnessing the man's fight with Valen. He was dangerous even when he wasn't trying to be, before Blitz was able to draw his swords, Azrael would act and in her mind Raika would hear the word "No!" As he activated his techniques.

Azrael's chakra ghosts would instantly fill the training area, some appearing directly in front of the face of some of the individuals to ensure they were all caught by his Genjutsu: Akayurei. As soon as the ghosts would appear Everyone would see a flash of the Akayurei upon the ghosts no matter what part of the body they would have been looking at. Once this happened and everyone was under the Genjutsu the ghosts would all disappear and no one would even remember them appearing. This took great strain on him, having to alter the minds of so many at once was not a feat even he was capable of doing multiple times. Raika however would remember the brief glimpse of the ghost, this is because Azrael would not alter her memory as he had the others. Even Blitz one of his fellow Nightmare would have his mind altered, but that was mostly because he did not promise him not to mess with his mind as he had Raika. The other three, he didn't know so taking away their memory of the ghosts appearance was pretty easy. The dog one did put up some resistance, but eventually he folded to Azrael's mind as well.

Azrael would do this for two reasons, the first being out of concern that Blitz might hurt Raika out of recklessness, the second being out of concern that Blitz would kill the three unknown men. He did not know the three men nor their capabilities beyond what he had seen, it was possible one of them could hurt Raika or Blitz. Either way, he did not care about the three strangers, however he was bound by his oath to Sero to ensure only criminals were put to death. These three men while strangers were Shinobi of the mist, strange but still of the mist, so he he would ensure that no one on either side would get hurt.

Using his Genjutsu mixed with his chakra sensory, Azrael would be able to create perfect illusions as well as the stimulation of chakra loss whenever he felt someone try to mold their chakra, using his Intelligence to predict what they were trying to do based off of how they molded their chakra. Though his replication of Raika's summons were only possible due to their mental link, as long as no one else tried to summon something he should be able to maintain the illusion for a while. Though of course the dog man might cause a problem later for the time being he too would be trapped within the illusion Azrael created. Even if they eventually figure out that they are within a genjutsu they would find that it's not so easy to escape his Genjutsu. Azrael would take the precautions of stacking this Genjutsu with another that would trigger as soon as someone other than Raika managed to break out of the Genjutsu. An illusion of his own creation, the Long Night where they would believe they were free but find themselves alone with Azrael, and every time they would try to escape they would simply reappear in front of him over and over again. Azrael was told it created a feeling of 'dejavue' to those that found themselves trapped within it, he did know what this word meant but he liked the sound of it.

From the outside, if anyone were to walk into the training area they would see five individuals standing perfectly still as though they were asleep standing up, while in Azrael's mindscape he watched as their little scrap unfolded.

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OoC break down:

Current Stats:
Strength: D
Constitution: D
Stamina: C+ (+ from lifestyle)
Speed: D
Coordination: C
Intelligence: B
Perception: C


Starting Chakra: 130.5
-0.5 for Sensing Technique (50 meter Radius)
-40 for Genjutsu: Akayurei (S-Rank activation, +5 for each lower effect added)
-20 for Phantom Night (Secondary stacked Gen, No effect until someone breaks out of First illusion)
Ending Chakra: 70

Techs:

Item:

Dante glared at the Hoshigaki man and shook his head, sighing with the acceptance that the snow could not leave. Shortly after, a few more showed up, both men and one looking like the man next to him. They may have been related but even if they weren’t, they surely smelled the same. He rubbed his nose after taking in so many new scents at once which made him sneeze, causing his tail to go up, fluffing out, as well as his ears. He rubbed his nose again and sniffed, trying to regain his composure. Now that everyone was acquainted, it seemed like the woman initiated the spar. Something in the air felt different but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it. As Raika summoned her animals, Dante glanced at the others, watching them prepare or use their first moves. He licked his lips and cracked his knuckles, glaring at Raika. “I’ll take you on, kitty pet.” He made a cheeky grin, showing off his fangs to her, tail flicking with eagerness. He lowered his body, getting into an Arhat Stance, giving a confident smirk. He used this stance regardless of what he did due to his formality with it.


As Leonardo made his attack with the wind, Dante performed a string of seals, shooting fireballs at his wind, hoping for it to combine and enflame his air jutsu. This would be a nice shot and he would have to give Leonardo praise afterward. As his cousin decided to body flicker away and stick his fingers somewhere where the sun did not shine, Dante glanced over for a brief moment to check on the others. This cause Dante’s eye to twitch with confusion as he realized what had happened. He got out of his stance, placing a hand over his face, sighing with disappointment. His tail remained down and his ears went back, shaking his head before looking at the others. “Yeah can we ignore him?” As much as Dante wanted to laugh, this was a spar that he was quite excited for.

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Dante’s Labyrinth:

Confronted with only a grin on his face Blitz was met face to face with one of others only for a brief moment after his introduction the young kunoichi was different from the others in her own way she made sure to let the rest know not to take her lightly. As for the one in front of the male he only remained in front of him long enough before vanishing leaving the field open to see as the attack was already on its way. The battle had started with the sight of the first one now gone; he could only trust his back as the other relied on her summoning's; he himself could only rely on what he knew and that being he must defend himself and the party that he came to during this combat situation. Rotating his wrist quickly, dropping his sword vertically into the ground in front of him he only had time to react; no words needed to be spoken. Forming a vast series of hand seals, he protected himself by casting a jutsu in response. Quickly from behind him the presence of the male was felt once more as an attack from behind a smart plan indeed, but the trap was set indeed he wondered how the enemy would escape. Plastering out of mouth was nothing but a smog of cold breath before tearing around the feet of the party quickly forming a dome of cold and ice. He was on the defense against the three using this jutsu to summon a vortex of protection around the group in hopes of it being strong enough to measure against multiple jutsu at the same time, but he continued to have faith as he held onto the final seal without breaking it.
Feeling a jolt of pain strike his right foot he gazed down barely to realize he had been hit by some form of water didn't pierce his skin, but the impact of the attack was noticeable to him. It was clear he had to focus up as he let one of the enemies' attacks already slip through, he couldn't allow the rest of their abilities to make it.

“Absolute Zero Series: Midnight Blizzard!”

Everything around the group in a range of forty meters would experience a change of temperature as the icy winds took over concealing the group in a three sixty-degree radius. Continuing to hold the final hand seal the shinobi made sure to protect the other for as long as he could maintain such power the cold swirling vortex made of his chakra protected them against the oncoming onslaught from front and behind. From inside he could only watch the fire get smothered out by the ice as the wind bullets themselves met the same fate dispersing into particles in the air before vanishing completely away. If the person from behind him was caught in such a jutsu they would receive frost burn upon their body that made contact with the jutsu. Making sure to keep himself and the party protected was something he wasn’t sure he could pull off but when action came to shove, he proved he was ready for the job. Keeping this jutsu up was one of many defenses he had but there would be no point in letting the enemy make their move while he blinded himself and that of his allies. Holding it for only a mere second after the attacks came to a draw, he gazed around sensing the chakra presence of all three shinobi as but a fourth one seemed distant. Regardless he remained focused on the fight and the next move he would do for his own counterattack.

"Interesting.."

The smile upon his face turned into a grin releasing the jutsu allowing the area to calm down. From around him the trees were thrown and shredded from the ground; the very earth under the party remained untouched as the ground could only show the pain it went through with ripples expanding out for a couple meters from where Blitz and the woman stood. The fun was just starting. It had seemed that the two of these shinobi made it out unscathed, the spar itself would be one for him to enjoy and partake in it more. He did enjoy a challenge, but they showed their cards it was his time to play a little. Quickly forming two hand seals, the time for him to strike was now finishing his jutsu it was time for him to hunt and present them a worthy sparring partner, forming a tiny water clone of himself that stood about the height of a toddler. Sporting a black and white kimono similar blue hair like its creator with no footwear it was an exact replica of the shinobi himself giving a nod of his head as the water clone began to sprint off at a fast pace. Using his ability to track the chakra of shinobi he made sure to impress upon himself a useful skill for finding and tracking his targets.

Cracking his neck as placed his hand upon the hilt of his sword before lifting it from the earth itself sheathing it back he only had one concern if the others would love the surprise he sent off. The target of the water clone was a chakra he wanted to know a little more about aiming for the Yuki himself; he wanted to see who this one truly was and where he came from. As the replica started to track down the other shinobi growing closer and closer the only thing, he had hoped was that the man could remain away from it due to the fact once contact was made it was rigged to blow up in a fifty-meter radius. Yes, it appeared to be a water clone, but the outside was a durable as steel allowing it to take on a full-frontal assault Blitz sending out this bomb was his way of introducing himself. The clone would attempt to reach a total of ten meters or actual physical contact before exploding.

“Water Style: Waterboy.. Shinobi of Kirigakure it's a pleasure.”

Rotating his shoulder and checking to see if everything was on his person from sword to the headband, he gave out a grin having found everything where they needed to be glancing at the women for a mere moment. Hopefully the wind itself didn’t impose a bad impression and almost take her for a climate change but she seemed alright herself. This was the only way he saw himself being able to protect the one he called a teammate. Smiling a little bit, he thought himself clever, but this was training the others weren’t holding back they knew what it meant to be a shinobi their lives belonged to this village and its people. He made sure to learn from these people and the way they act to become an even better shinobi when next he sits with his savior again making sure she could see the work he put in and the time he had found to grow and become strong enough to be one of the guardians of this village. Maybe even the one to lead attacks against the enemy when the time comes with such a thought in his head he only wondered if he could ever reach that expectation. Zoning out for a moment before gazing at her summons made him think if he himself could claim a power such as that to help him in battle from the mighty cat to the serpent this one claimed a great beast in her name.

“A pleasure to meet you also… Maybe when we’re done here, we can also have a friendly spar to keep our kunai sharp and fangs ready for when true evil attacks.”

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Raika notices the ghost from Azrael, and she lets out a low whistle as she recognizes that they're all put under Azrael's genjutsu; she didn't really mind, and she supposed that it was being used to keep them from actually hurting one another. Not that Raika was actually worried about being hurt by any of the other ninja, but she would normally be conflicted and forced to hold back so that she wouldn't be causing harm to other Kirigakure ninja. Now that she knew her attacks wouldn't cause any real damage to the other ninja, she was resolved to go all-out against them to really show off her ability.

Raika frowns as the one that had somewhat been introduced as Leonardo, though off-handedly, starts to approach them while he draws in air into his lungs, with  her frown only getting deeper as he gets closer. Just as she's about to tell him that he's close enough, he seems to expel the air in a bullet of Wind chakra. Raika actually rolls her eyes as the lion to her left expels a huge blue fireball of his own aimed at the air bullet, and the flame technique engulfs the wind bullet, shrinking a bit in power as it approaches the two ninja at speed. It's too late for the fireball to actually hit the third brother, who had managed to get in behind Blitz and had apparently decided that a rear attack was his best option. Fortunately for Blitz, he appeared too distracted by the twin summons that she'd managed to bring out into the combat as his rear was assaulted, as it were, but the ice technique that Blitz uses to attack the other ninja is likely to be enough to dissuade the attack.

"Well... That's one way to get in close for a counter-attack."

Raika shakes her head, then looks at the fox boy as he suggests that he'll be her opponent. Her lizard summon clambers up onto her back and hisses at the fox boy before she rapidly bites her thumb again, slamming her hand onto the ground directly in front of her for another summoning technique as she brings out another lizard, this one larger than Kundo and its scales a darker color, and it flicks its tongue at the fox boy as Raika moves in for an attack on him, since he wanted to make himself her target, rushing towards him on all fours like a wild animal as she lets chakra flow along her claws as she runs in a leftward arc towards Dante, starting off moving right and circling around towards him. Kunera is already starting his own attack by expelling a torrent of water at the fox boy himself, with Raika approaching at an angle and then leaping at him with her claws fully extended, aiming a swipe at his knees.

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Raika: WC 150/150 Kunera summon

Summon used:

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Jutsu used:

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CP: 171/185

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Rokuro CP: 107/110 (posts out: 1/5)
Kundo CP: 110/110 (posts out: 1/6)
Kunera CP: 105/110 (posts out: 1/5)

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total cp: 121
cp used: 28
cp total: 93

jutsu used:

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Jutsu used:

Entered rage
cp: 116.5 - 13.5 = 103
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As Azrael watched the events unfold, each of them seeming to use strong techniques on one another, Azrael could not help but think that it was a good thing he had placed them under his genjutsu. The only problem was that if they kept using those types of techniques, he would eventually have to either kill them with psychological damage or they would figure out that this was all an illusion. He would keep it up for a little while, but he was like a little boy playing with his toy soldiers and he was quickly getting bored. He wanted to have fun rather than simply watching them have fun while he did all the work with his genjutsu, he would stand from where he was and begin walking towards Raika. With all of them under his genjutsu, he might as well be invisible to them, save for Raika. He could hide his scent pretty easily from the other three, but she seemed to have a better trained nose than the rest of them, though the dog might pick up on his scent as he arrives next to Raika. Though they could smell him, they would not seem him. Raika would feel a hand on her shoulder as a mental message came through, "I leave the dog for you. I will take the rest, for my own fun." Azrael would then lift his hand from Raika's shoulder and snap his fingers, and as he did the world around them all would change.

From Dante's and Raika's perspective, everyone else would seemingly vanish from existence leaving just the two of them alone within the training grounds. It would be up to the two of them what they would do from there. From Blitz's perspective would find himself standing alone in front of Azrael. "You are being reckless, Blitz. This One knows full well that your techniques can kill, and you still use them on comrades. We may be the Brigade, but we are still Kirigakure. Only Criminals deserve Death." After he said this to Blitz, Azrael would disappear from the man's view, replaced by the image of Leo in front of him, from Leo's perspective everyone except blitz would simply disappear. Like Dante and Raika the two of them would seemingly be alone within the training grounds, and what they did now would be up to them. Azrael placed the two of them together for the simple fact that they held similar chakra, if they decided to fight each other there was a better chance of them surviving it compared to the others.

For Michelangelo, it would be completely different. He would find himself in the middle of the training grounds, his large hulking blue form standing before the small five-foot three-inch lithe form of Azrael. His white hair shifting in the wind revealing his glowing red eyes, the white of his eyes pure black almost intensifying the glow of it all. Azrael did not know what caused this change in the man, as this was not what he originally looked like, however that would not matter. Azrael's eyes would flash brighter, before the large blue man would feel a sudden calming peace wash over him. A glimpse of Nirvana, or at least Azrael's version of it. Though he would not see Azrael's version of Nirvana, he would get the calming feeling from Azrael's own mind. The power of the small white haired male's mind easily able to overpower the raged filled small mind of the large blue man as he stared at him from across the training grounds, a good thirty meters away from the man. If his plan worked the blue man would no longer be filled with rage and simply be at peace with himself, if it didn't work then it didn't, but they would still be within his genjutsu the shark man wouldn't be able to harm him. If Michelangelo's anger did not subside, he would find himself slowly sinking into the ground as if he was standing in quicksand. Azrael's head tilting to the side slightly as he looked upon the big blue man, "Why so Angry?" Azrael's voice was spoken as a rasp whisper, yet it would travel along the wind in echo into the blue man's mind, the male's head slowly raising before tilting to the other side. "You have intrigued Us, tell This One how it is you grew as you did."

Even while conversing with Michelangelo, Azrael would be able to keep an eye on the rest of them. Mostly to ensure that they did not kill each other, but also to ensure that if they fell victim to his underlined genjutsu that they did not get themselves hurt.

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OoC talk:

Dante looked to everyone, now fighting and causing quite the chaos. Attacks blasting into one another, causing Dante to jump out of the way a few times to dodge any debris from the attacks. His ear flicked to the voice of Raika and so he turned his head, his tail flicking vigorously. “I see..” He rubbed his nose as he gave a grin to the Lion bred, his emerald eyes moving up and down, looking at her. His pupils changing from once dilated to slits as he crouched down and brought his left hand in, making an upward fist and his right arm out, his palm flat and facing out towards Raika. His eyes moving quickly to the lizard that comes up on her shoulder, hissing at him while she placed her hand on the ground, summoning another creation of hers. “Tch. Cheater. Here I thought he we’d put our bloodlines to the test.” He looked her up and down before raising an eyebrow. For being from the Lion tribe, she wasn’t that bad looking. This made Dante’s eyes wander her up and down before smiling at her.


Suddenly, Raika and her summons all come after him, making Dante move his head in all sorts of direction. Making Dante try and track Raika, his ears twitch and his nose guides him to Raika, his head somewhat following just a little bit behind her. He couldn’t see her that well but he knew she was almost as fast as him. Time was cutting down, making Dante panic. He gritted his teeth and just before the water hit, he ducks down, getting on all fours and running, the water just missing him from the blast. Raika not far from him, he continued to run, his tail following close behind. Now skidding to a stop, his ears perked up to the sudden change as everything went quiet. He could only hear his own breath as he was breathing heavily.


The room was silent and only Raika, her summons and Dante himself remained here. That’s why it felt off, they were in a Genjutsu. He closed his eyes and made a low growl towards Raika, her pupils remaining slits. “Damn kitty pet!” Dante remained in all fours before standing up and performing a string of handseals. “Fight me fair!” Several fire lanterns appeared around Dante, looking like ghosts. Approximately 30 of them appearing, staying stationary for a moment until he finished his last sign. The ghosts began lunging its attacks at Raika and her summon at B tier speed, some hitting the ground and causing explosions, going as far as 5m. Dante’s claws remaining out and his ears pinned back while his tail lashed around. He was mad. Tired but mad..

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Dante’s Labyrinth:

He watched from his view as the battlefield seemed to rage on from point to point; this was indeed something he could enjoy; the battle between shinobi was something he was fond of due to the fact it allowed him to train on his downfalls. Soon enough his understanding of this battle would be clear as he watched the others attempt to defend themselves against his jutsu each one throwing something in the path in hopes of it making contact but the trigger was the caster himself. Chuckling to himself as he allowed it to explode in such a close range proved it didn’t matter to himself the outcome he was starting to enjoy a fight with people he had never met before. A new flavor was being added to his list with so many unique people on the field and so many fights to have in the future as the blast began to spread nearing Blitz himself the outlook of the scenario changed completely. With red eyes and his mask it seemed once more the little demon from before revealed himself as he nagged the shinobi in the choices he had made before disappearing and leaving this man now without the heat of the blast or anyone actually. Except for one individual he felt his chakra presence as he looked around this blacked out atmosphere before laying his eyes upon the shinobi; it seemed this was his plan the whole time it annoyed Blitz. Scratching the back of his head he had a chance to leave this place but the point of him coming out this day was to train, leaving would be a waste of time as he could only glance back at his only enemy the field. He assumed the others were already free or this would be their reality the way he talked as if he knew the man wasn’t going to ease down on these people. Blitz began to speak out loud so the other would hear him regardless of what was going on. It seemed he agreed with this training and decided to give the other the same options that were laid out in front of him.

“You even sound like the both of them. Both have the same ideals to show mercy during training. I once more will say this outside this village. Do you really think our enemies would show us the same mercy?”

Annoyed and angered, his training was nothing but a waste of time. He decided to win with brute force; there was no need to show any restraint now that this made sense. Instead of attempting to release the jutsu he wanted to enjoy himself and continue what he joined, the need for peace was a lie. Knowing peace now and mercy was a simple distraction for the rest of the shinobi who pledged their lives to becoming warriors for their village anyday the threats would reveal their head. From his point of view the nicer they were to each other he doubted the remaining shinobi would last during any real battles fighting for their lives now meant more to him then seeing the results in the future. Regardless of how the others saw him he made sure to never let them fall as he had fallen never to see pain and despair so much that it warps their mind. Grinding his teeth he was annoyed hearing such a lecture from the person who came out and scared the civilians of the village he had hoped the male was watching because with all this in his mind he decided there was only one way now to escape this jutsu. Placing his palms once more together his mind was made up as he glanced at the other Yuki before finishing his seals. In response the area around him up to sixty meters was now his range as six tiny mice made of his chakra and the coldest temperature of ice he could cultivate he made sure his enemy had no way out of running from this point on. Focused upon the male the six mice took off at rapid speed before splitting off into three groups of two one going down the center as the others took left and the right side. Pinching him from three different directions he only had a choice of going up or back. This was training to him as long as the other grew stronger he doubted the needs of showing mercy to others chuckling to himself as he watched the mice begin the assault he could only hear a faint chuckle echoing from his mind.

“One of us will die in this genjutsu for our freedom. Fight.”

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Raika frowns and raises an eyebrow when Dante calls her summoning "cheating", but she mostly ignores it. If he wanted to test their bloodlines against one another, he should have said so; and now he's called her kitty pet more than once, and that was twice too many. She gives Azrael a barely perceptible nod as he tells her that she's getting to take on the fox boy herself, and she realizes that everyone else inside their genjutsu is being segmented away, ensuring that there are simply three one-on-one spars now instead of the insanity and chaos of a free-for-all or a three-versus-three combat.

She shrugs when he calls her a cheater, although she finds it funny that he'd gone to an all-fours stance as well when she'd approached him. But he had quickly moved out of it when he started performing handseals, and she was still too far away and too slow to directly interfere with his hands as fiery lanterns appear; fortunately, she'd summoned just the right Komodo for the job, as the lizard emits a strong stream of water from its stomach in a continuous blast of water, spraying down the lanterns and nullifying them before they can quite reach Raika, though the heat from such a powerful fire technique causes all of the water to evaporate before it can reach the ground.

Rokuro isn't doing much to help, but he still circles around in the other direction, even though he's not capable of actually tracking Dante, he moves about the battlefield to try and make things more difficult. Raika, realizing that he can drop down on all fours and move too quickly for her to see more than a blur, decides that it's time to really lay on the speed by focusing chakra into all four of her limbs to boost her speed further, and she catches sight of his claws out and his ears back, recognizing the look of a cornered and helpless prey animal that was going for its last-ditch defensive option, and her feral fury makes itself known as her own claws extend to full length, chakra flowing along their blade-like edges as she slashes violently at Dante's chest and thighs, her eyes blank in her feral need for speed as her thoughts become blank.

OOC: Demented Rush: 250/250

Raika Jutsu used:

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Also utilizing UA Adaptive Fighter, increasing Speed while decreasing the Strength, Coordination, and Constitution for 5 CP

CP: 161/185

Kunera jutsu used:

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Stats:
Strength: D (D+)
Constitution: D (E++)
Stamina: D (B)
Speed: D (B++)
Coordination: D (D++)
Intelligence: D (E++)
Perception: C (C++)

Rokuro CP: 107/110 (2/5 posts)
Kundo CP: 110/110 (2/6 posts)
Kunera CP: 102/110 (2/5 posts)

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CP total: 116
Cp used: 23
New CP total: 93

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Azrael would watch as the man calmed down as well as returned to his normal size before sitting down, he wasn't sure what the man was doing when he held up his hand with his thumb sticking out. The man wasn't trying to hit him, they were too far away from each other for that to happen and in a sitting position a punch made no sense to him. The man held his hand up for a moment and then spoke, the fact that he didn't know how he grew was slightly disappointing to him but for now he remained silent. Tilting his head to the side again as the man asked his name and who it was, he was speaking about. A smile would form beneath his mask, hidden from view as he straightened his head once more. "This One has many names, and We go by many Titles." His voice soft as a whisper, but still plainly heard. At those words the white of his eyes would turn black and his red pupils would glow as hundreds of his Chakra Ghosts began to appear around the pair, they were incorporeal almost mist like in form. Same height as Azrael standing at five foot three, and they all held the same glowing red eyes of the white-haired male. Now when he would speak all the chakra ghosts around him would speak with him in unison as if they were one, "We are the Ghost that guards the Village Hidden in the Mist. We are the walking Nightmares that haunt criminals in true form. We are the Angel of Strife, and the Righthand of Death. We are what awaits those whose journey has reached its end, for We are Oblivion. We are Legion. We are the Dream eater. We are the Mindflayer." The ghosts would then begin to slowly fade away one by one as Azrael step closer to the strange shark man, "You may call This One, Azrael. and who is it that this one speaks to?"

In the back of his mind Azrael would still be keeping track of the other four in their own little arrangement that he had made, silently cursing Blitz for not heeding his words. Of course, it didn't really matter. If one of them were to be 'killed' then the one that died as well as the one that killed them would fall into the second genjutsu, away from each other where it was only them alone with Azrael. In this genjutsu however it wouldn't be so easy to get free, the genjutsu was designed to make them believe that they had freed themselves from the genjutsu and returned to the real world. The only difference was that it would be night, Azrael would be standing thirty meters away from them he would be silent and simply stare at them at first until they engaged him. If they attacked him, they would kill him instantly before a strange sensation similar to DeJa'Vu would take hold of them and they would find themselves once again standing in front of Azrael approximately thirty meters away. This time the Azrael within their illusions would not die as easily and would fight back, if they managed to kill him this time they would be reset again and again until the illusion of Azrael defeated them, or they grew smart enough to realize it was another genjutsu which for some he dares say it would be impossible to accomplish.

Dante looked to Raika and his eyes wandered to the other two summons, one putting out his flames and the other simply being there and attempting to make things difficult. Raika lunges towards Dante, which makes him take a step back, keeping in all fours, and running immediately to the side of him to dodge away (b++ speed). When he was far enough (about 20m), Dante got out of his four legged prowl stance and used this time to perform the same jutsu as before but aimed at the kimodo that used a water jutsu before. Instead of aiming to try and block the water, he aimed directly towards the kimodo itself. Some bombs hitting the ground and exploding in a 5m radius, possibly hitting the kimodo and anything else around it.

His ears flicked, exhaling, allowing himself to smoothly get into his Arhat stance. Remaining in this arhat stance, he performs a singular hand seal and goes back to his four legged prowl move. His body feels lighter as if he could jump so far and be able to traverse across long distances. Awaiting to see when Raika would stop herself from moving, he kept his keen eyes on her. As his legs and hands lift up off the ground, his body flickers and disappears from Raika’s sight, moving him forward, in a straight line, towards Raika (A speed), stopping as he made contact with Raika. boom. His body slams into Raika while allowing his hand to push against her (A strength). From the hit and momentum of this speed, this would possibly knock the two out, leaving them incapacitated.

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Dante’s Labyrinth:

The male who ran at him seemed not to care about his own well being as for Blitz he could only respond faster watching the male now take on the six bombs was something different from what he had seen before but the reckless shinobi was indeed trying. Without hesitation the hands of Blitz began to move and form a quick set of hand signs before as the male grew close it seemed best to finish it off with nothing but defense to protect him. Finishing his signs faster than his opponents he planned to defend himself as the other ran the risk of coming close enough for his own attack to hit but also coming into range of the six mice. Exhaling a swirling mist that consumed the area around him protecting him from all sides it was nothing but his chakra and the frost that lived within him expanding around him up to sixty meters he covered the area around him. Holding the seal he was intent to protect himself even if this was all a fake the opponent did not know and did not refrain from holding back with such techniques from inside he watch the onslaught of ice spears quickly tear through the air but quickly get destroyed from the strength of the blizzard that rotated around him.

In the air rang the sound of multiple explosions hitting their target exploding all around the male numbing his limbs and body. Blitz could only hope the male dodged the attack if not that shinobi was indeed more formidable then he appeared to show on the field. Continuing to hold the jutsu to combat the ice spears and their fierce speed it was something to learn on how the others melded their combos together to create something even more dangerous. Due to the fact the male was close enough to embrace the winter of Blitz he gave him a show to remember trapping him within range of both his jutsu the shinobi would go through the numbing then the freezing of the blizzard. As the ice would begin to incase him alive it started to climb onto his body freezing him from his toes to his hands then soon his head slowly freezing him over but keeping him alive. Active enough to see what was happening but unable to move during a crisis the prison was made only due to the planning starting off with the mice and ending it with the blizzard.

“Absolute Zero Series: Flash Freeze!”

Finishing off the jutsu he kept it active, rotating around the area making sure the jutsu was secretly doing its job whether the male had enough chakra to fight back, or he wanted to surprise him with more crazy strengths that he had hidden under his sleeves. No chances were being taken even though this was all fake to him he was depressed to hear that his moment of training had been taken away from him. But yet it was just to make the time burn he wanted to train, and these people were given him by sheer luck and curiosity. With keeping this jutsu active Blitz made sure to have him in his range allowing the ice to continue the battle for him trapping him in a combo of his own creation. Yet again it was all fake to him since the seeing of his teammate releasing his hand for a mere moment before letting the jutsu fade off into the dark abyss watching the area he laughed a little bit. As he began to wonder when this little illusion would be over with, he was willing to take his spot back in the real world all for the taste of actual swordsmen's and shinobi.

“Let us go. Training is done.”

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Raika has a bit of a hard time following Dante's movements when he suddenly rushes off to her left, but instead of her claws digging into him, they simply hit the ground, stopping her from overshooting past where he was by more than a couple of meters. Luckily, she catches sight of his blurring movement, and then he seems to stop in order to perform handseals, bringing him back into her focus. Unfortunately for Dante, the ground is already soaking wet with the standing water that Kunera has been dutifully pumping out, leaving more than enough water for at least one powerful Suiton technique from the summon that had been riding on her back.

This time as she speeds towards him, he doesn't even have time to perform his first handseal as she moves at full speed to get to him, and she drops Kundo off her back as it performs the Water Prison technique, giving Dante no chance to get to his next handseal before he's fully trapped in a steel-hard sphere of water, squeezing him down and locking his body in place as the technique restricts his movements; unable to perform the jutsu that had been planned for hitting the summon, the technique dissipates and Dante would be left stuck in the Water Prison Technique, should he have no method of stopping the small lizard. Raika stops after a few meters and shifts off of her own four-legged stance, now walking on her own two legs and letting her thighs brush past one another as she walks towards the bubble prison of water. Rokuro and Kunera disappear in their own puffs of smoke as Raika finishes her little one-on-one spar, and now that she's looking down into the water prison to look at Dante more closely, she has to admit that he's a little cute. Not that she'd ever say it out loud.

After a few moments where Dante might feel like he's unable to breathe around the water and he might be losing consciousness, Raika returns Kundo back to the Death Swamp as well, and she leans down over Dante, taking a domineering position over him and potentially giving him quite a glance at her chest as she performs a single handseal that focuses chakra for her to break Dante out of the genjutsus that had been placed on him by her own Pridemate Azrael, although she doesn't touch him to end the genjutsu just yet. It's at this point that she notices the scars all over his arms and a few on his back as well, and she has to wonder a bit at how much skin he's showing, and the tanness of it all... She starts considering what could have caused those scars and what kind of cruel life he might have had and starts to pity him, but she quashes the sense of pity internally like stamping her foot on a bug. Pity had no place in her. But she does feel something towards him now... She would grapple with that later. At the moment, feelings or no, she could not allow him to get away with calling her kitty pet, especially now that she'd beaten him so rapidly after he was singled out by the genjutsu to spar against her.

"Don't ever call me... kitty pet."

Then she reaches out a hand and slips it under his chin to make him look up into her eyes as she sends the chakra into him to dispel Azrael's genjutsu and help him escape that second layer as well, bringing both of them all the way out of the genjutsu to see their own teammates and Azrael seemingly lost in their own minds. The sight makes her feel tired, in all honesty, despite not having used much of her own chakra. But she could see that Dante was quite tired after expending so much energy.

"Hmmmmm... I guess it's best that we wait here for them to wake up..."

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Raika CP: 156/185

Upkept Jutsu previously posted: Demented Rush, Feral Nature, Razor Claw

Kundo jutsu used:

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Kunera: sent home
Rokuro: sent home
Kundo: sent home

VICTORY IS MINE