CE Round 3 Match 4Apr 28, 2023 2:57:54 GMT -5
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That sound again. Birds chirping. Why was that the sound it made? His eyes would meet Miroru's two combatants attempting to communicate with only their gaze. There was overlap between their expressions. Locked determination, furrowed brows, remarkably still and focused eyes. Their irises were dilated, trying to absorb every inch of light reflecting off the others. The signs of exhaustion were much more prevalent. Both genin were panting, their muscles tight but heaving with each movement. Konsho's plan was working, the evidence was plain. The analytical part of his brain was keen to remind him there was also plenty of reasoning for him to admit defeat. [break][break] His opponent clearly had inhuman levels of energy. Even a few of the techniques she used would have left Konsho floored from chakra exhaustion. Yet she seemed to summon up whatever energy was needed for each one. Only now was Miroru feeling the effects of her reckless tactics. Conversely, Konsho had played it safe- using almost exclusively energy efficient moves. Despite this he was panting just as much as she was. Then there was that technique. A technique where chakra- an invisible force of the world- could be seen by the untrained eye. It was strong enough to dispel all three of his summons, even if they had been drained from their fight with the fox, one blow shouldn't have done that. [break][break] At this point, it was a question of if Konsho would risk taking that jutsu head on. The blue haired boy's eyes would drift to the technique itself. Miroru had her own wrist in a vice grip. Shaking. There is a pattern to it, she's genuinely trying to control it. Which left only one conclusion. Konsho would scan the arena, looking to see who had shown up for the fight. He could make out a few people. Azarea was staring in a seeming wide eyed disbelief. Probably just a shocked as he was that a genin was preforming this many high ranking and still had time for another. Near her, almost as if keeping an eye on her was Takame. Still had that resting glare of his, although he seemed more troubled than usual. He seemed... confused? Strange, the technique was obvious to Konsho [break][break] Finally, there was Taki. His second oldest human friend. A woman who despite being both younger than him- and having spent less time in the academy as he had- not only managed to match him their first meeting. Then she quickly overcame him. Where Konsho struggled at seemingly every turn, she excelled. The woman in the spotlight. The ally who now sat as the best of the best in Iwagakure. Despite all this time Konsho was still a genin, the exact rank he had been when she finished her chuunin exams. The True Sage of Iwagakure. No matter how hard he trained, she was in a category of her own. Their stories could be summarized in titles. The Winner and the looser. The Chosen, and the rest. The Blessed, and the Luckless. The Chooser, and the beggar. Konsho's stern face broke into one of his small half smiles. [break][break] Despite how great the gap between the two was- one that a dark part of his psyche said he could never surpass, the two were still friends. At least she liked to think that. Taki did talk down to him, often as a matter of fact, but he didn't think she meant to do it. After all, she had helped him train specifically for this portion of the exams. He made her a promise when he did. [break][break] "I will make sure your effort isn't in vain." [break][break] With all that in mind, Konsho returned his attention to his opponent- whom as he predicted hadn't made an attack as he took in the surroundings. "You know, in an actual mission, that technique of yours is really impractical." Konsho would state almost too plainly. He was speaking to Miroru like he was explaining a math equation. "It's loud, bright, easily noticed. Usually that means a technique is strong enough to make up for it. But as much as this one is powerful... it's poorly made. Creative? Yes. I never would have thought to take only one half of the ninjutsu formula and run with it. Placing all that lightning in one area, an inhuman amount of chakra condensed and transformed into lightning. It is the epitome of a change in chakra nature... But there's a reason there's two parts to the ninjutsu formula." With this, Konsho's focused gaze would return, his half praise half critique moving into the brutal honesty. He'd motion towards the ground, which was actively being torn merely by having the bird like mass active. "You can't control it, because there is no control. You have neglected any change in chakra form, so your lightning is somehow even more uncontrolled than not only most lightning ninjutsu- but even natural lightning itself. The hand holding it is quaking, even with your other limb bracing it. Just having it active is tearing at the ground around you, and every time lightning arcs off I'm betting you have to put quite a lot of energy into making sure they don't hit you." [break][break] With that observation finished, Konsho would brace himself, his steeled gaze meeting Miroru's desperate one. "Your unfinished symphony over there will remain just that until you learn to both do what you're already doing- and to shape it at the same time. I've seen the explosion of needles that mass devolves into when you release it. You can't keep it up forever, and I don't need to use any energy to wait till you fall over from chakra exhaustion. So either release your hail of thorns... or surrender. I'm seeing this to the end." [break][break] If the girl did attack, Konsho would admittedly be taken a back at how this technique did not work anything like the other. Quickly he'd throw his shuriken, and though they wouldn't strike true enough to cause real damage, he did hope they'd at least cause some cut on her face or arms- moving at that speed would be difficult. Hell the fact she could see was amazing. If she kept approaching after that, Konsho resorted to using the bombs within his goggles, throwing them towards the girl in an attempt to keep her from getting closer. It hadn't exploded yet. Either she was planning to hit him point blank with that technique... or he had made a mistake. 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