[Minami Sora]

Sora dragged Shiu only as long as necessary, removing her hand from his collar the instant he turned around and began following her. She didn’t speak, didn’t so much as look at the Kuronmeru twin as she walked, her strides forced and steady, every breath coming in with the slow finality of someone just barely hanging on to their last shard of control. Her sky-blue gaze was sharp, her expression flat but somehow hard in a way the Genin had likely never seen- not that he cared ever much about what his Sensei was feeling, of course. He was Kuronmeru through and through, even if he didn’t bear the same blood as his brother.

Still, the boy seemed to at least sense now was not the time for his antics, allowing the silence to stretch on as they moved at a brisk but manageable pace towards the sinkhole, instinct and memory guiding the pink-haired Jounin as she grappled with the raging tempest in her chest.

He was there. The thought echoed in her head, a mantra that swelled and crested against her iron will, the memories of what she and her team had done filtering up from the depths, pressing against her restraint with desperate force, as if they were alive and hungry to be free. She could still see their faces, the parents and grandparents and children, all lined up in a neat row as her squad moved through them, cutting their targets down with brutal efficiency. She could hear the screams, the cries for mercy, the silent gurgle of blood as she stabbed Samidare through the chest of another child, only to burst his whole torso open with a pulse of Fuuton chakra, the blood and guts spraying everywhere.

She held the feeling down, gritting her teeth as she fought the raging tempest, the power threatening to rise up, only to meet her will with a shrieking roar; it took everything she had to shove it down, to keep the rage from taking her again, to keep herself sane in the midst of this mission, to hold back the violence from erupting through her blade once more. Only the promise of death, of slaughtering the bandits to a man without an ounce of mercy kept the beast from breaking loose, only the promise of being allowed to slaughter kept her from… from…

Shiu’s words hit her like a gut punch, shocking the Jounin out of her headspace as her head snapped to the side, gaze full of incandescent fury, the likes of which he had never seen from her before. Her arm reached out before she could even think, palm cupping just before she struck, slapping the boy across the cheek with the full force of her entire body- no holding back, no pulling the blow, no being nice. Just the unbridled rage of a woman who had had enough… and could hold her anger back no more.

"For once in your miserable excuse of a life, SHUT. UP!" Her voice echoed across the flats like a thundercrack, her entire body shaking with the effort it took not to follow up her slap with another, to let it remain one blow instead of dozens, hundreds, thousands, however many it took to erase the greasy, smarmy little shits face from existence, even if she had to beat it into a bloody pulp.

"You know nothing about what happened here. Nothing! What they lost, what I took from them! You have no right to hold that tone, no right! You don’t… you don’t know…"

You don’t know what we did, to win the war.

Kuronmeru Shiu

[Kuronmeru Shiu]

♔

The only warning he had was her arm shifting in his periphery. Then she struck him, hard.

The slap clapped along the landscape, the force of it sending him to the ground gracelessly. He barely managed to catch himself on one hand, and he was forced to stumble still just to make sure he didn't fall over.

The earth swam beneath him. He bloomed in his cheek from where she had struck, a fire pulsing beneath the skin down towards his jaw and pushing up against his eye. He felt a sting piercing his tear duct, though no tears were to come. Shiu looked up at her with a wide-eyed expression of disbelief, palming his injured cheek. The bristling heat that burned it with such intensity that it was numb to his own touch, his own fingertips acting as nothing more than pressure points to centralize the overarching pain.

She had hit him. And it was nothing like the time before, where she'd had a spar, a test of strength as an excuse for her violence. This was on a mission, one he had been forced to accompany her for. It had been her perception that he had spoken out of turn, and for that, she had hit him.

Cold, steely anger clamped down on him like a vise. For what purpose he had said anything to her to begin with—some foreign compulsion for consolation, he did not know—it did not matter to him anymore. He watched her mouth move, miming speech, but whatever words she had to say to him were drowned out beneath the rush of his fury. She had hit him when she had no means of mending it, and she'd had no right to begin with. She was not his father.

His lips curled into a sneer. Chakra gathered in his palm, the sound of ice crackling as a senbon took shape in his clenched fist. He pushed himself with his other fist and, as he rose fast to face her, he swung his left arm in her direction, letting his Sun Tōketsu fly free—towards her waist, her torso, her breast, he did not care. He planted his foot as he came to a stand, then, with his dominant right arm, he flexed his wrist, tripping the mechanism for his fumei ha before he thrust the small blade towards her midsection.

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NAME: Sun Tōketsu [Snap Freeze]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu [General]
ELEMENT: Hyōton
HANDSEALS: 0
REQUIREMENTS: Yuki Clan (Kiri or Yuki Branch)
DESCRIPTION:
Without needing a hand-seal, the user will create a single senbon ice needle in the palm of their hand and send it flying towards their opponent. When the ice comes in contact with a person or object, it will snap freeze whatever it touches in a half a meter radius. For example, if it comes in contact with an arm or leg, it will freeze the limb, same goes with a sword of Ninja tools.

Yuki Bloodline
As much a blessing as it is a curse to him, the Yuki clan’s rare ice release kekkei genkai was passed through Shiu’s mother to him. Like any other Yuki clan member, Shiu is resistant to extremely low temperatures, unaffected by his own ice techniques, and liable to dropping the ambient temperature to the point of sometimes causing snowfall when performing these techniques, provided there is enough moisture in the air. A lot of baggage comes from having this inferior gift. It is, nevertheless, Shiu’s lifeline that he needs in order to level the playing field against his Kuronmeru kin. Despite awakening it at an early age, his access to tutors that could help him refine these techniques has been limited throughout the years. While the young genin’s options for jutsu are limited, those that he has been able to learn can be performed with ease.

NAME: Fumei Ha [Hidden Blade]
RANK: C
CLASSIFICATION: Offensive, Supplementary
ELEMENT: N/A
DESCRIPTION:
As its name implies, the Hidden Blade is a concealable weapon that is composed of a narrow blade set into a channel on the underside of a bracer. Controlled by spring-loaded mechanism, the blade can spontaneously extend and retract from its position after pressing a switch that activates the mechanism by flexing the wrist. The blade has the same durability of a standard kunai.
ABILITIES:
Spring Loaded Mechanism - By flexing the user's wrist, an mechanism is activated which springs forth a narrow hidden blade from the bracer, the blade while no more different in composition from a Kunai, provides an element of surprise and another avenue of attack either in a stab or a slash. The same mechanism makes the blade to retract to its hidden position.

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Minami Sora

[Minami Sora]

Sora regretted it almost the instant the words left her mouth. Her hand stung from the force of her slap, the road growing quiet as a thick mist slowly rolled in over their location. She looked down at Shiu’s frame, her sky-blue gaze wide with shock, a lump forming in her throat as she tried to speak, to apologize, to do something to fix the pain she had caused. But, as always, she was too late. The boy’s face twisted into a sneer of fury, chakra pulsing through his palm in a crackle of ice, his intention obvious. Instinct told her to draw, to slam Samidare’s hilt into his gut and knock the wretched idiot on his ass, to finally knock that arrogant, entitled smirk from his face, just as she had done to Inei…

But she didn’t. At least, not in the way the storm was screaming at her to.

Samidare slid from its sheath in a flash of movement, his body twisting to her right in a rapid drawing cut that sliced through the mist behind her-and directly through the torso of a thin, willowy woman who had been about to stab her in the back with a knife. Pain flared across her back, sharp and hot, and Shiu’s stab landed home, the hidden-blade biting deep into her left flank, missing her lung and heart but perhaps a quarter of an inch, if that.

The pink-haired Jounin hissed at the wound, taking in her breath through clenched teeth as she followed through on her swing and rotation, twisting back around in order to ensure her Genin’s weapon didn’t get lodged in her side while simultaneously pumping Fuuton chakra into her sword, utilizing the moment of stunned silence from whoever else was nearby to unleash a singular blast of raw wind, strong enough to blow the mist around them away for a good five meters all around.

Six figures appeared in the midst of them, each holding some kind of weapon, five of their faces thin and haggard, while the sixth looked mostly hale. None of them seemed particularly dangerous on their own, but in a group like this, with someone who could use Kirigakure no Jutsu… She could see why they’d be a problem for normal merchants.

"Looks like we have to do it your way, Shiu."

Kuronmeru Shiu

[Kuronmeru Shiu]

♔

There was a satisfying resistance against his fumei ha. Not the clang of metal from a weapon parrying, but a slight pressure that pressed back, but yielded in stuttering steps. It was the sensation of driving the blade through layers of flesh. In that moment, the woman named Minami Sora had become nothing more than just a bag of meat—one that he would enjoy nothing more than stabbing and stabbing into, patiently waiting to see how many punctures it would take until all of its contents came spilling out.

But he sensed something wrong, and it was just enough to snap him out of his reverie.

She had drawn her blade, but not unto him. At the same time that his fumei ha had stabbed into her flank, there was another violent sound, one that lasted much longer than any noise his own assault should have made. Then there was a hoarse gasp, the clatter of something lightweight falling to the ground, and he knew it hadn't come from her.

Shiu shook his wrist free, dislodging his weapon and re-sheathing its blade at the same time that she twisted her body around. It was after she funneled a burst of wind through her sword to clear it that he noticed the fog from before had become unnaturally opaque. It was the kind of oversight that one regretted only when it was too late.

A shiver coursed through his spine as he watched the wispy woman fumble then fall to her knees, pitifully clutching at the gash that had been cut through her stomach and now stained her dress with rivulets of crimson. He realized that he had allowed himself to give into a fury such that it'd given him a prohibitive tunnel vision. If he had been the target, and not his designated jounin instructor, he could have died just now.

The effect of that epiphany was immediately sobering. He only looked to meet the jounin's eye once when she spoke before looking back away and to the group of pitiful thieves that had surrounded them.

Most of them looked about like the sort that he would expect a group of beggars to look like. Dirty, gaunt, lacking confidence in their stance. One of them had used the Kirigakure no Jutsu, but no hitai-ate was immediately apparent on any of their person. He could only guess that it had been the doing of the man hanging furthest in the back, whose bulk attested that he was not want for a full meal most days like the rest of his company were. It would be easy enough to trim down their numbers, but they would have to keep an eye out for that one.

The sharp, gasping inhale of the injured woman snapped him into action. Shiu formed a handseal and dropped to the ground, touching his palms to the limestone. Hastened by the still-present humidity, a trail of ice crystalized in the air, weaving frozen latices across its structure as its sped in the direction of the bandit furthest to his left, intent on encasing him in ice.

Without waiting to see if his Hyōton: Juhaku connected, Shiu burst from his crouching position and dashed around the jounin, heading straight towards the woman that had been standing nearest the back-stabber. She appeared startled, but then hefted the yari she carried into both of her hands, readying to strike. Shiu hooked his thumb into his katana's tsuba, then drew the blade in an upward arc just as her polearm came down upon him. It was heftier, out-ranged him, and he felt the weight of it bear down against his sword, but the woman herself was not as experienced with combat, and her offense was lacking in both conviction and the strength needed to wield her weapon most effectively.

With ease, he pushed back against the yari, overpowering her and guiding the polearm with his continued arc and drove its bladed tip into the rock beneath. Shiu pressed on, dragging his blade against the shaft to keep it pinned down for a moment longer before releasing it. His feet stamped to bring him halting in the jōdan-no-kamae stance once he was in range, then brought his sword down in a diagonal slash. The woman released her grip on the yari, taking a desperate step back, and was rewarded with a more shallow, less lethal cut across her abdomen for her evasive maneuver.

As Shiu had focused down on the woman, the man standing closest to her had closed in, and was now raising a spiked club overhead to bash Shiu's skull.

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NAME: Hyōton: Juhaku [Ice Release: White Tree]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu [General]
ELEMENT: Hyōton
HANDSEALS: 1
REQUIREMENTS: Yuki Clan (Kiri or Yuki Branch)
DESCRIPTION:
After weaving the hand signs the user touches the soil/floor in the direction of the intended target as particles of ice began to emerge in the air. Should the technique strike the opponent, ice will begin to cover them, surging from the ground/ soil and creeping slowly over their bodies, rendering them immobile and susceptible for another strike. While useful the technique is better used as a surprise attack. Additionally the technique works better on an environment with abundant moisture in the air.

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Minami Sora

[Minami Sora]

Sora moved without thought, Samidare a blur of glinting metal as she tore into the men and women closest to her, each movement precise and calculated despite the searing pain that cut through her concentration whenever she so much as took a breath. She coil feel the stab Shiu had inflicted on her bleeding, though not as much as it could have, given the circumstances; the boy had massed anything vital, leaving her with a deep but ultimately unimportant wound, her body pushing through the pain as she brought her weapon forwards in a perfect tsuki, skewering the man who was about bash her Genin’s skull in at the base of his skull, severing the spine.

The pink-haired Jounin didn’t speak, stepping back as her gaze took in the bodies of the bandits, everything moving in slow motion. Two of the brigands lay dead already, killed by her blade, while a third was encased in ice, and a fourth, now disarmed, clutched at her chest, bleeding profusely while she scrambled back and away from Shiu, clearly not expecting her attack to fail. That left two- one frail and gaunt, the other whole and focused.

She charged them the instant her blade was in the proper position, body twisting in on itself as she poured chakra through her limbs and into Samidare, molding the Fuuton chakra until it was sharp and dense, only to unleash it with a singular swing across the full length of her body, left to right, which sent an arc of near invisible wind screaming out towards the pair of fighters who remained standing, its raw speed and power enough to sever the both of them at the waist, even fifteen meters out. It was possible the healthier of the pair had some means of dodging, but the skinny one…

Well. She had done worse in this place than kill a hungry bandit.

Kuronmeru Shiu

Jutsu/SA's/Equipment Used

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Jutsu:
NAME: Kaze Wo Kitte [Cutting Wind]
RANK: A
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Kenjutsu
ELEMENT: Wind
DESCRIPTION: For this move, wind chakra is concentrated on the very edge of the blade, honing it and increasing its cutting power many, many times. This jutsu requires constant chakra feed to keep up, but with it, even a simple metal blade can slice through things as hard as diamond. The wind 'edge' however, is not static, and it can be released forward, in a ranged attack, but will travel only up to 20 meters before its cutting power is greatly reduced, and the blade itself vanishes after traveling 50 meters.

Special Abilities:
The Kunoichi That Goes On And On And On… [Endurance SA]
Perhaps part of her genetics or simply a random quirk of fate, Sora is unnaturally resilient, be it to physical pain or the toils of extended combat. While most Shinobi would collapse in exhaustion at having used all but the smallest sliver of their chakra reserves, she pushes on; while most Shinobi would wilt beneath the weight of sleepless night after sleepless night, she keeps going. This does not mean she does not feel pain/the strain of extended combat, but rather that her threshold for shutting down because of it is far higher than others. To give an example, if she were to be stabbed through her abdomen, she would still feel the pain of the injury, and it would hinder her ability to move/act, but it wouldn’t stop her, whereas a normal ninja might freeze up or shut down from the pain.

Bet You Didn’t See That Coming [Speed SA]
A byproduct of her enhanced endurance, Sora (despite what many would think) dislikes being injured- and with that dislike comes the intense desire to avoid getting hurt, a desire that has pushed her to hone her body until it could move faster than most others of her rank. In short, Sora is fast- very, very fast.

POWAH! UNLIMITED POWAH!! [Chakra Reserves SA]
After a lifetime of utilizing nearly every ounce of chakra in her body just to survive, Sora’s chakra reserves have expanded a considerable amount to compensate- while she’s no Jinchuuriki, her ability to toss out jutsu after jutsu and still have enough chakra to keep going is quite remarkable, a testament to just how much of the stuff she actually has.

I Am Not Left-Handed [Kenjutsu Mastery SA]
Sora is not merely a Kenjutsu specialist- she is a master when it comes to the art of the sword; after over two decades of training, her skills are unrivaled within Kirigakure, falling short only to the Seven Swordsman themselves… some of them, anyway. This mastery allows her a distinct advantage when fighting other Bukijutsu specialists of similar or lesser rank.

If You Try For Speed, You Do Not Achieve Speed [Bukijutsu Speed SA]
Beyond being a master of Kenjutsu, Sora has practiced for decades to become the faster swordswoman she can be. As such, her Kenjutsu techniques come out faster and move quicker than those performed by others of her rank.

The Devil’s Storm [Takeda KKG SA]
After much research and intense training, Sora has awakened her Takeda Bloodline, unlocking the fearsome Devil Bringer for her own personal use. Appearing as a blackened arm covered in scales that seem to surge with veins electric-blue energy, Sora’s Devil Bringer is a powerful variant of the Takeda Kekkei Genkai, granting her sword arm a massive boost to its striking strength and speed when the transformation is active, as well as allowing her to exert a kind of low-grade "pressure” on those she fights, which can often result in them growing more afraid or stressed out during a fight. This also comes with a much greater degree of control over her previously turbulent and unruly emotions, which allows her to access the transformation without going utterly berserk.

Equipment: Samidare | Spring Rain Blade (Drawn)
SA’s
Unbreakable
Whatever metal and forging process was used in the creation of Samidare, it worked; Samidare is utterly unbreakable by most any means, capable of being engulfed in an S-Rank Jutsu and remaining unscathed. Though it is possible that the blade could potentially be broken by a sufficiently powerful attack (such as, say, a Bijuu-dama), this has never been tested, so it is not known if it would survive.

Sharper Than Your Average Blade
Due to its nature as an unbreakable blade, Samidare bears a cutting edge that is of particular note, which allows it to slice through even steel with little in the way of resistance, so long as the proper force is applied. Additionally, this edge never needs to be resharpened, as it never grows dull or rolls, thus making it perfect for frontline combat.

Light as Spring Rain
Perhaps a quirk of its forging (or perhaps an intentional feature), Samidare is considerably lighter than a blade its size and length ought to be; while this would normally result in a less effective weapon, Samidare loses none of its integrity or cutting power, as it is somehow able to leverage the same amount of force through less mass. This lightness allows the user to swing the weapon about with much greater speed for the same amount of physical exertion.

Chakra Conduction
Being Chakra Conductive, Samidare is capable of channeling all types of Chakra for use in Bukijustu, and, more particularly, it has a slight affinity for Raiton chakra thanks to Sora’s constant use of the blade for that purpose. This affinity does not do anything of real note, but it does feel as if the blade were more eager to drink in Raiton Chakra than other types.

[Kuronmeru Shiu]

♔

He heard a violent sound to his left. He would have been too late to react to the shadow that had fallen over him, but now there was a thud as the man with the club dropped to the ground.

Shiu looked distractedly for a moment. He was used to one-on-one spars, and the stimuli from having so many things happen at once was almost overwhelming. He needed to see the dead man fallen, limbs twitching from shock, before he could truly believe that the threat was eliminated.

Sora did not show the same uncertainty. After a quick stock of who remained, the jounin charged forward, swinging her blade and unleashing a shriek of wind hurtling towards the two yet unmarred by the flurry of combat. The thin man's face had been frozen with terror, but the hale man had intensity in his expression as the deadly gust connected with them both. Blood sprayed out from where the thin man's torso was cleaved from his hips, spattering the dead tree's limb that had splintered and broke in two by his side.

The hale man reappeared suddenly, not far off where Shiu stood. The Kawarimi no Jutsu had gone unnoticed by him, Sora's engagement with the final two bandits only holding part of his attention. He had instead focused back on the woman he had only grazed, intent to finish the job. He charged her. The woman could only wince and step back, her arms wrapping around her frame, as though to hold herself together from where the gash in her abdomen had split her. Shiu thrust his blade to pierce through her ribcage, but the blade was interrupted as the hale man had closed the distance between them, catching Shiu's katana in the hook of his kama.

Shiu's eyes widened as the stronger force behind the kama forced his arms and sword above his head. The hale man simultaneously crouched low, and taking one hand off the handle of his kama, he beat his clenched fist twice into Shiu's leading shin. A grunt pushed out from the back of his throat. He took a step back to disengage his sword, and the pressure on his right foot sent a throbbing pain shooting up his leg. The man was on him before he could react.

In one swift motion, the man was back at his full height, and both of his arms snaked around Shiu—one wrapping around his arms and pinning them to his chest, the other pressing into his windpipe with enough force to agitate, though not yet crush it. Shiu thrashed in the man's grip, but his back was pressed firmly into the older man's chest, and soon, the longer arm of the bandit had found his wrists, and squeezed them such that he was forced to drop his sword, even through the protection of his arm guards. Out of wild desperation, Shiu bit down on the man's forearm. He tasted blood mixed with dirt, but the man hardly even flinched, and instead fed into the bite. Shiu jerked his head back, spitting anywhere and everywhere, banging his head against the man's chest with feral ferocity. Nothing seemed to faze his adversary.

Shiu stilled only when the forearm slide across his throat, replaced instead first with the handle, then the blade of his kama.

After a few seconds, an anguished cry broke from the thin man, who only just seemed to register that he had been cut from the waist. The woman that Shiu had cut similarly huffed out broken sobs, raising a moaning chorus from the two injured.

Against the backdrop of his compatriots' wails, the hale man flicked the sweat-dampened brunette bangs that had stuck to his forehead and stared straight at Sora. He was in his early twenties, his straight hair shaggy and covering the nape of his neck, dead ends making individual strands stick out erratically. His mouth was lifted in a grin, but the smoldering heat behind his dark brown eyes told of the sheer hatred behind his smile.

"Well," he said, voice clear as he addressed her. "Go ahead. Do me in like you did the rest of them, heartless bitch."

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NPC Jutsu:

NAME: Kawarimi no Jutsu [Body Replacement Technique]
RANK: E
CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu [General]
ELEMENT: None
HANDSEALS: 5
DESCRIPTION:
After performing the necessary hand seals (one post prior to the technique's use) and locating a nearby object within a 10 meter radius (typically a log or something of similar size to their body.), the user switches places with the said object just before an attack lands, creating an optical illusion. During the small interval where they have left their opponent surprised, they may take the time to attack or flee.


NAME: Wakamushi no Kama [Nymph's Bite]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Taijutsu
ELEMENT: -
HANDSEALS: 0

DESCRIPTION:
As their opponent strikes the user ducks under while delivering two hard strikes to the opponent’s leading shin, bruising it and making it painful to walk or put pressure on. With subsequent strikes, the user is capable of dealing enough damage to make it agonizing for the opponent to walk, much less run or leap.

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Minami Sora

[Minami Sora]

Sora didn’t react to the cries of those who had tasted the sharp edge of her blade; her sky-blue gaze was dull, a cold, empty pit where there had been life and feeling just moments before, her face as blank and still as a painting. She saw the healthy-looking one vanish in a puff of smoke, his body replaced by a rock that was swiftly split asunder by her wind slash, just as the man who had been with him was bifurcated at the torso, his legs tumbling forward while his torso fell back in a spray of blood. A piercing wail escaped his lips, but she paid it no mind, her body twisting around towards Shiu… Only to freeze, the unfeeling mask cracking just a hair as she caught sight of the man who held her Genin captive.

Tall, leanly muscular, with a wild mane of hair and a furious scar over his throat where someone had tried to strangle him, the man was a stranger to her, but the kusarigama he held to the Kuronmeru boy’s throat was not. Old and worn looking, the blade itself was nothing special, a simple farmer’s instrument repurposed as a weapon- but she recognized the notches, the hastily etched initials on the hilt, the dented and broken weight on the far end that, even now, still clung to the chain by some miracle of rust and prayer.

She had wielded that weapon once, taken it from a poor farmer simply trying to protect his home and used it to hang his infant son from the rafters while he writhed on the ground, unable to do anything to help. Or so she had thought, anyway.

"Put the boy down." Sora said as she brought Samidare around, flicking the blood off its perfect edge before she sheathed the weapon with practiced ease, her movements slow so as not to provoke the man’s ire. The blade scraped against its saya, creating a soft clink when it was fully inside its scabbard… And in that instant, three things happened:

First, the pink-haired Jounin met the man’s gaze with a hard glare, casting a simple but powerful genjutsu over him, making it seem as if he was paralyzed in place. Second, Fuuton chakra burst from her feet as she surged forwards, her body a blur as she unleashed the full speed of a Jounin who had dedicated her entire life to the art of the blade, enhanced by the power of the Wind Walk Jutsu. And third, she twisted her body, curling inward to her right before she whipped her entire frame in a perfect 180 degree turn, drawing Samidare in a flash of steel aimed directly for the man’s neck.

And so, with a burst of wind and a flash of steel, the last victim of the Hishi Village Massacre fell, his head flying from his shoulders thirteen years too late.

You should have stayed dead, ghost.

Kuronmeru Shiu

Jutsu/SA's/Equipment Used

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Jutsu:
NAME: Genjutsu Shibari [Genjutsu Binding]
RANK: B
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium [Continuous] - Very High [Continuous]
CLASSIFICATION: Genjutsu
ELEMENT: -
HANDSEALS: 0
TRIGGER: Visual
DESCRIPTION: As the name suggests, the user binds the opponent in a genjutsu by the opponent viewing the user glare, seemingly rendering the target(s) incapable of movement; catching additional targets though costs far more chakra (increase maintain cost one stage for each additional target) and can quickly tire the user. Unlike other genjutsu that use illusory objects to stop movements, this genjutsu simply affects the target's sense of touch to make it feel as if every inch of their body surrounded by hardened cement, though they are not actually paralyzed, and merely feel as if they cannot move, experiencing a sensation of extreme resistance accompanied by a visual of sluggish and hindered movements. Once the target(s) are bound, the user or an ally can rush up to the enemy and deliver a devastating killing blow. Any target(s) affected by this jutsu must remain in the users sight for the technique to remain active on them- breaking away from or interfering with the users field of view will immediately break the illusion.


NAME: Kazesanpo [Wind walk]
RANK: B
CHAKRA USAGE: Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Wind
DESCRIPTION: The blade is only as deadly as its reach, so maneuvering around the battlefield is important to a swordsman, in order to get close to the target, or avoid attacks. By channeling wind chakra into their feet, the user is able to swiftly run, so quickly that to the naked eye it seems like a blur.

NAME: Iaigiri - [Iai Beheading]
RANK: C
CHAKRA USAGE: Low
CLASSIFICATION: Bukijutsu
ELEMENT: N/a
DESCRIPTION: The user performs a quick and powerful slash with their sword, appearing almost like a blur, in order to cur the intended target before immediately resheating the blade afterwards. In the hands of the right user, this attack can even cut clean through a boulder.
Special Abilities:
The Kunoichi That Goes On And On And On… [Endurance SA]
Perhaps part of her genetics or simply a random quirk of fate, Sora is unnaturally resilient, be it to physical pain or the toils of extended combat. While most Shinobi would collapse in exhaustion at having used all but the smallest sliver of their chakra reserves, she pushes on; while most Shinobi would wilt beneath the weight of sleepless night after sleepless night, she keeps going. This does not mean she does not feel pain/the strain of extended combat, but rather that her threshold for shutting down because of it is far higher than others. To give an example, if she were to be stabbed through her abdomen, she would still feel the pain of the injury, and it would hinder her ability to move/act, but it wouldn’t stop her, whereas a normal ninja might freeze up or shut down from the pain.

Bet You Didn’t See That Coming [Speed SA]
A byproduct of her enhanced endurance, Sora (despite what many would think) dislikes being injured- and with that dislike comes the intense desire to avoid getting hurt, a desire that has pushed her to hone her body until it could move faster than most others of her rank. In short, Sora is fast- very, very fast.

POWAH! UNLIMITED POWAH!! [Chakra Reserves SA]
After a lifetime of utilizing nearly every ounce of chakra in her body just to survive, Sora’s chakra reserves have expanded a considerable amount to compensate- while she’s no Jinchuuriki, her ability to toss out jutsu after jutsu and still have enough chakra to keep going is quite remarkable, a testament to just how much of the stuff she actually has.

I Am Not Left-Handed [Kenjutsu Mastery SA]
Sora is not merely a Kenjutsu specialist- she is a master when it comes to the art of the sword; after over two decades of training, her skills are unrivaled within Kirigakure, falling short only to the Seven Swordsman themselves… some of them, anyway. This mastery allows her a distinct advantage when fighting other Bukijutsu specialists of similar or lesser rank.

If You Try For Speed, You Do Not Achieve Speed [Bukijutsu Speed SA]
Beyond being a master of Kenjutsu, Sora has practiced for decades to become the faster swordswoman she can be. As such, her Kenjutsu techniques come out faster and move quicker than those performed by others of her rank.

The Devil’s Storm [Takeda KKG SA]
After much research and intense training, Sora has awakened her Takeda Bloodline, unlocking the fearsome Devil Bringer for her own personal use. Appearing as a blackened arm covered in scales that seem to surge with veins electric-blue energy, Sora’s Devil Bringer is a powerful variant of the Takeda Kekkei Genkai, granting her sword arm a massive boost to its striking strength and speed when the transformation is active, as well as allowing her to exert a kind of low-grade "pressure” on those she fights, which can often result in them growing more afraid or stressed out during a fight. This also comes with a much greater degree of control over her previously turbulent and unruly emotions, which allows her to access the transformation without going utterly berserk.

Equipment: Samidare | Spring Rain Blade (Drawn)
SA’s
Unbreakable
Whatever metal and forging process was used in the creation of Samidare, it worked; Samidare is utterly unbreakable by most any means, capable of being engulfed in an S-Rank Jutsu and remaining unscathed. Though it is possible that the blade could potentially be broken by a sufficiently powerful attack (such as, say, a Bijuu-dama), this has never been tested, so it is not known if it would survive.

Sharper Than Your Average Blade
Due to its nature as an unbreakable blade, Samidare bears a cutting edge that is of particular note, which allows it to slice through even steel with little in the way of resistance, so long as the proper force is applied. Additionally, this edge never needs to be resharpened, as it never grows dull or rolls, thus making it perfect for frontline combat.

Light as Spring Rain
Perhaps a quirk of its forging (or perhaps an intentional feature), Samidare is considerably lighter than a blade its size and length ought to be; while this would normally result in a less effective weapon, Samidare loses none of its integrity or cutting power, as it is somehow able to leverage the same amount of force through less mass. This lightness allows the user to swing the weapon about with much greater speed for the same amount of physical exertion.

Chakra Conduction
Being Chakra Conductive, Samidare is capable of channeling all types of Chakra for use in Bukijustu, and, more particularly, it has a slight affinity for Raiton chakra thanks to Sora’s constant use of the blade for that purpose. This affinity does not do anything of real note, but it does feel as if the blade were more eager to drink in Raiton Chakra than other types.