Snippet #2289267

A deft strike turned the pellets aside their usefulness, however, was not nullified. The impact still set loose the billows of black and gray engulfing the ninja in a shroud of choking clouds. As his vision just began to adjust the first blow erupted from the smoke. The glint of steel and the force of flesh launching through the veil as if some swarm trying to overtake the armored-nin to press against him till he was crushed beneath the weight of the lightning that tore through.

Yet, he held. The blood that rushed through him felt as though a thousand horses were running the course of his veins. Mashio was so fast, and he had even less then a second to react. Many times he gave up blocking and allowed a blow to bounce from his armor. The impact stung, but he could find no solution at times within the haze and the fury it held within. His feet found ground however, and he would offer no purchase.

At once he found himself compromised, his legs uneven unable to keep his strength rolling up through his torso. Awkwardly he stumbled back, and just as he realized his fate the ninjato lashed out like a viper. A second late was more then enough time to shinobi, and while Akimoto threw himself from his vantage the sting of metal bit into his shoulder. Quietly he cursed to himself and hopped back once more letting fly a kunai hilt first into the smoke where he believed his opponent was hiding.

Shortly the Scarlet Slash emerged opposite himself, and he watched idly in their waiting. The cut that dug into his left shoulder wasn't anything to be worried of, but it would cost him when the judge made his choice. Without effort he withdrew another kunai and held the blade down flat to his wrist, knowing well it could be used to block the ninjato.

The faux samurai bounded toward Mashio knowing well that she was far faster than himself. Rather then attempt to corner the kunoichi he employed a different kind of tactic. Opening into combat with an obvious fist, but throwing it low intentionally, using the leverage gained to turn his body and let fly a kick from above. With any luck his heel would come crashing down on its intended target, but it hardly mattered for Akimoto was ready to keep into melee combat. With his blocking arm raised to intercept her blade, he would continue to push the fight toward a physical brawl, where he believed he held the advantage.