The Kaguya Arena

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Duty calls.
It was like that one thing that dispels any trance. It was like being in a whirlwind of conflicting emotions, that suddenly halted and spoke in unison.
Duty calls.
The one call that invoked fear greater than any other, one that left no place for though, and all for action. Whether he was ready or not: None of it mattered. Sensei called, Kazuo answered. He stepped out of tribune and made his way to the entrence to the arena itself: Soon the crowd could spot the boy, long serious face, loose very long raven hair. And the shining Tōken in one hand, ready to switch to both: A silvery-looking katana, shining and chrome, though exact same as every other Land of Water standard issue sword. It was just... emenating with something buzzing.

He was going to face that... woman, who at the very least had to be on Sumato's level. Yes, Sensei's might was in wisdom and cunning, rather than raw chakra: That's how he could beat her, that's why he's so good as a teacher. He went through thousand of tribulations that Kazuo had only few times: And came back greater for it.

And all that with Lord Isamu, his Sensei's Sensei. If he screwed this up... but fear of tapping out was greater still.
Why are we ruled by fear? Isamu will smash her and leave the scraps for us! We will shine as brightly as he will!
We are brave. We walk here, sword in hand, psyched for war alongside Isamu himself. If that's not bravery...
We're still afraid!
That's the only time when we can be brave. When we're afraid.
Duty calls.


He was in the arena, both lightning and yin releases boiling up.
Duty calls. And Kazuo Chinokawaki answers! - Kazuo's annoucement was meant for the public. "Lord Isamu" - he bowed politely - "Your orders?"


 

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A man of the watchful eye, there was no detail that went unnoticed. The woman's physical features were none of Isamu's concerns as his Ketsuryugan only viewed the woman as 60,000 blood veins that connected all throughout her body. Advancing his dojutsu to greater lengths the Chinoike Lord was able to see the blood flow in his opponents predicting her series of moves through the location and quantity of blood that traversed within their body. The large doses of blood-red liquid journeyed to the woman's eye indicating that the witch had activated her dojutsu too, though it was to be assumed that her Ketsuryugan had not yet reached the status of Isamu's. The woman's reasoning was unimportant to the Chinoike Lord, as his duty as clan lord and Mizukage were to make sure his ninja were up to par. Thrusting a kunai into her palm the red mist would begin to exit her body, immediately restoring her mobility and senses back. Simultaneously the woman would use the dripping blood from her palm to summon forth her katana. Isamu watched motionless as all this happened to study Soma to see what type of specimen and fighter she adopted into. It was long before the stare-down was interrupted with another presence.

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Kazuo's nervous system triggered the release of the hormone adrenaline into his blood, sending impulses to his organs to create a specific response, noticeably an increased heart rate and blood flow to muscles and dilated pupils. Fear was evidently sensed, but his body continued to power forward as if forcefully broke through a barrier no matter the after-effects. An encyclopedia when it came to Land of Water resources and its shinobi, Isamu recorded the stats and abilities the young genin possessed. A special kekkei genkai known as Mind Release, but was still entirely unsure. On his ninja card, kenjutsu wasn't a skill that popped like his teammate Takezo, but what could have Kazuo learned within the short period. The Mizukage's head now shifted to the raven-haired boy as he spoke. The boy's bravery was admirable enough to make Isamu slightly smile while answering his question. "Don't hold back and don't disappoint your fans", Isamu's voice briefly soften up for the genin before savagely sinking his triangular sharp teeth into his left palm. A river of blood saturated the palm of his hand, chakra was immediately applied to the small pool of chakra forming a medium size ring as it now hovered over it. Innately using the water molecules around him to lift him from the ground, he floated amongst his opponents only drawing a distance of 20 feet. "Blood Devouring Circus" Isamu's ominous voice relinquished from his grasp. Arrows of blood materialized and once fully formed shot at the two Kirigakure shinobi who dare stand in the ring. The density of the beams was much concerned as if they took on the same properties of steel while moving at a speed of 60 mph. The born-breaking force of the beams was enough to challenge Kazuou's and Soma katana's as they were deemed as ordinary. The logic of not bringing a sword to a gunfight was acknowledged on Isamu's part and he planned on expanding on this theory to the two. His frightening power had not been awoken, but he simply wanted to test out his opponent's agility and strength.

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Sōma's declaration to fight the Mizukage was loud and clear to everyone who was listening even her daughter Tsutsui who felt this bloodlust leak from the woman's body, her chakra, her aura taking on an ominous purple color before taking the shape of snake hissing, was this a genjutsu or trickery of some sort? whatever this is feels real, the emotion and bloodlust pooling from her mother felt like nothing she has ever encountered in her young life and probably won't the first time she'll encounter this. The young girl ran down from the podium to the bridge connecting to the arena but looks at the man then another young boy who joined the fight, unsure what's going on she continued running but heard a whooshing noise a few seconds later only to see projectiles coming down at her mother and the boy at an alarming speed, fearing the worse Tsutsui leaps forth onto thee bridge and yells loudest she can "Fight Momma! Fight for Land of Witches! Fight for your family!!" her voice being light and delicate like flowers roar with an intensity of someone willing to fight and go through hell for the one they love.

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Sōma stood there feeling ready to stomp on the village's strongest shinobi, their Mizukage who dared to scold her about dishonoring the clan and looking weak has set her off immediately to this disrespect, for years she has taken deep pride and respect of the two clans she is born in especially the parents that raised her to represent them with dignity, honor, and power well......mainly her mother. Watching the man exchange words with the boy which caused the young man to smile, she slightly smirks and licks her lips like a predator ready for a hunt, watching the man bite into his palm and blood spilled from it only to form several blood arrows while floating 20 feet off the ground launching at her and the boy "Oh shit" grasp her katana feeling the power this blade possess and prepare to redirect or slice through them but heard her daughter, her cute delicate voice roared with an intensity she never heard before, such passion filled her voice and words that came forth filled her heart with love and near unlimited amount of determination, she got to win for them both. thinking fast she touches her blood applying chakra to it quickly forming it into a spear, grabbing it with quickness and agile rolls around to dodge three incoming arrows then throws her at the Mizukage splintering off into several spears and colliding with some of the arrows knocking them off course and hitting around her but a few nicked her body, weaving her hand seals and slams her palm down summoning intense bright flame that seems to burn the ground faster than regular flames "We die, now we are reborn" grabs ahold of the flames and pulls out a bow and arrow made from the inferno, draws back her bow and fires six arrows at the boy at high 220 mph smirking.
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Blood projectiles. Dodging is too impractical, raise a shield!
We can shield ourselves with lightning release?!
We can do this, duck now!
In a heat of being assailed by two shinobi above and beyond Kazuo's paygrade, there was no time to argue, only act. As if on command, the arguing within fell to the background, replaced by what was right in frot of him. Several projectiles, fast, in collision course... not anymore, as he whirled away. One accelerated hand seal later...
At the end of the day, electrons are still matter, governed by magnetism.
How epic could it be if we exploit that magnetism to repel hostile chakra?
The last projectiles were facing a coned shield. Sheer electrified chakra flew across the cone shape, the chakra adding to electron weight, intercepting and repelling the remaining blood arrows. One thing that made it easier; Blood was made partly of iron, and ferromagnetism was bread and butter of the magnetic world. Suddenly he spotted the fires going from the Sōma's side: And by instinct, the cone was now facing her, ready to intercept the arrows. Pure fire wasn't... magnetic, but perhaps its fuel was.
Ha! They'll slide right off of us!
Idiot, their heat will be enough to sear us anyway!
What do you know of fire release anyway?!
Enough to... why isn't she focusing on Mizukage anyway?!
"Enough!" - Kazuo growled to himself, too silent to be heard publically. I mean she was focusing on Mizukage: But leave even Kazuo alone and he'd be sure to plant something painful in your back. Or front. The arrows were too fast to dodge: He lowered himself such that his cone covered his whole self just in time, and the flames would slide on its sloped shape easily. He braced himself for the heat. Once the arrows were done it, he'd get up, remaining mobile and aware.
Let them have it at one another, we must lay low until they weaken each other.
And let the whole clash and its lessons slip by? We might as well have stayed in the audience then!

He growled again, determine to leave his mark. Brewing up an other release, he kept his eyes on Sōma first, Mizukage second. There was no way full focus was going to be laid on him: The Jonin and Mizukage were exponentially graver threats for one another than Kazuo was. For now, pressure had to be kept: His hand rose up. Electricity coursed through it until the misty lightnings concatenated into balls, homing right at Sōma. Inevitabely, the cone shield had to weaken to focus power on the technique, but Kazuo still had the focus to redirect chakra towards it. If only he could juggle powers like that forever...
Good call, it'd be awkward if we instead used it on the one who taught us this Inescapable Punishment
*barely-contained snicker*
If this works Mizukage'll have to crush us, or see his people embarassed further!
If this works we'll be on a powerful woman's radar!
 

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The title as Mizukage bestowed on Isamu Chinoike was no mistake as it resulted in his years of development and strength. Only using about five percent of his strength he was delighted to see his opponents slightly hesitate to defend themselves from one of the most basic techniques within his arsenal. Handicapping himself, he decided to only use his Ketsuryugan and mainly fight using his Chinoike clan techniques in order to show Soma the true power that lay dormant inside her frail body. An entity comprised of many Kekkei Genkai and hosting the chakra of the Rokubi, Isamu consistently reminded himself to hold back and not to release any of his other powers that were most suited for fatalities. Continuously floating above his opponents using the surrounding water molecules he was able to carefully observe every movement presented by both shinobi. The increased blood flow in their bodies helped indicate their next move, though his Ketsuryugan was not used for sensory means like the Sharingan or Byakugan, the flow of blood was more than enough against the likes of his opponent. The rough breeze ruffled through his hair aimlessly as his jutsu violently released from his palms. This was only an introduction to what was to be expected. Arms now folded his infamous stare aimed towards the two though still being able to see out the corner of his eye the small figure that attempted to decrease the distance between her and her mother Soma.

"I would suggest not moving any closer if you plan on living, child" Isamu's harsh demeanor was now verbalized towards Soma's daughter. His ability to gently crack a smile and put on a facade of his warm nature dwindled away as if it was sucked into a black hole. It was ultimately Tsutsui's choice if she dared to continue walking further, but it was Isamu's gesture of keeping her safe. Entering a mindset and warrior's spirit, Isamu's ominous and killing-intent spread throughout the battlefield, though It had not manifested into a complete lust for blood. This was indeed a playful sport, so he convinced himself there was no need for savagery. Only allowed to fully focus on one opponent at a time, he decided to first look at the woman who hailed the same last name as he did. Glaring at the pale-skin woman, his single crimson eye pierced through her body following her movement. Soma's acrobatic movement was enough to help her dodge three of the blood arrows. Small craters formed as they crashed into the arena and the blood reverted back into their liquid state, soaking up in the circle and forming a small pond. A smirk arrived on Isamu's face as the Witch manipulated the blood within her body and externally formed the iron-rich liquid into a spear. The enlarged spear soon separated with the blood arrows causing it to lose course as it collided with Isamu's attack. Again the dense projectiles formed more puddles of blood, which were still a part of Isamu's arsenal as his chakra resided within the puddles of blood. Though the woman attempted to protect herself from the circus of blood, it was inevitable that she was to going to hit. The attack hit more quickly than expected, as it was a stern blow to her torso, left, and right arm. With each arrow simultaneously hitting all at once, the woman's balance became unsteady falling prey to yet another attack. Soma's body lifted from the ebony rocky ground and traversed quite a distance from her previous position and Kazuo. Had she got up from the attack, and Isamu returned to the stone tiles, their unintended positioning would have formed a perfect triangle. Isamu's technique interrupted her from immediately summoning her follow-up attack, though quite possible it had not stopped her from calling forth a jutsu had she planned.
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In concert, Kazuo's mind begins to process and understand the basics of his leader's technique. His mind was intricate and advanced at such a young age. The boy was ingenious and took after his sensei in many ways, but his potential while retaining his youth was astonishing. It was to accurately be theorized how powerful of a shinobi he would be in his adulthood, and Isamu rested easy knowing that Kirigakure would be in good hands. Fabricating a shield of lightning chakra around his body, Kazuo effortlessly uses the magnetism properties of his own chakra nature and exploits the iron-rich blood to deflect off the shield, which landed not too far from him. Had the blood only been separated particles this technique would have been useless. Without needing to form hand seals, Isamu's blood could be manipulated with ease and at an unpredictable pace, enough to manifest before his opponents had a chance to attack. Had Soma been able to successfully manipulate flames and thrust the fire-shaped arrow to the young lad, it indeed created an arc flash, a large explosion that could be severely or fatally harmful depending if her fire collided with his shield. Tapping into the iron-rich liquid that consisted of his ominous chakra, the blood once used to attack Kazuo had gathered amongst each other. The viscosity and density of the blood manifested at great lengths and formed into a humongous shape that mounted over Kazuo's body. Clapping together, the blood jashinistic hands engulfed the flames, compressing on the fire into forcefully withered away. While the blood hands were able to eradicate the technique it did face the pressure of the heat, reducing the hands in size as some of the blood converted into a gaseous state and became airborne, a gas not safe for inhalation. Had it not been for this jutsu, Soma would have possibly eradicated the boy and ceased him from existence, a strength that was admirable in the battlefield but not here. Soma's ruthlessness won over Isamu's heart as he begin to grow a liking to her, but the tank had not been fueled whole. He desperately wanted to see the jutsu's and techniques of her clan, hoping she mastered the jutsu's he did as a child.

Without further or due, Kazuo too would cast his next jutsu and to Isamu's surprise, it was a surprise indeed. A reduction of the genin's lightning shield could be sensed via chakra but also visually seen growing smaller in size. Using his lightning affinity, Kazuo created lightning spheres and will launch them at the enemy. Acting as radar-like systems of electrical pulses, the electrical spheres will continue to follow an opponent based on the constant electrical pulses sent throughout the body. Escaping the attack is near impossible and cannot be evaded by simply outrunning it and hoping it will collide with a foreign object since they follow specific electrical pulses. This technique was taught to Isamu from his personal Eel summoning, but where did Kazuo learn how to use this jutsu. The boy was indeed a gifted shinobi, Isamu thought. A man of the watchful eye, Isamu simply wanted to observe Soma's next move and how she could avoid or counter such a technique. Dodging the technique was deemed impossible by physical means, but were easy enough to somehow avoid had the opponent figured out the jutsu's several weaknesses. "So the kid knows how to use Unescapable Punishment Technique. Hmm impressive, if he truly mastered the technique."

Focally controlling the blood hands, Isamu broke down the tower of hands that once shielded Kazuo and had now constructed them to form a puddle that swoop up in the air 100 feet from the ground and simply stayed stagnet.
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Feeling the blood iron arrows hit her body throws her back a few feet but quickly got up and check the damage on her body and found the wounds she was inflicted with were too serious but needed to keep the bleeding to a minimum, forcing the wounds to close using her iron-enriched blood before gathering the rest around her and the splintered off spears she threw at Isamu back into her hand and split the portions into three small orbs floating behind her back before forming the tiger seal gathering enough chakra to catch both men off guard, slams her foot down sending chakra outwards till it reaches Isamu and Kazuo forming a mudslide beneath their feet causing them to slip and fall but knew it wouldn't take long for the mizukage to get back up so she forms the tiger seal again, gathering a small portion of the seventy percentage of her chakra "True Fire of Samadhi!" puts out one outstretched hand and summons the inextinguishable flames in a large ball before setting down by her feet, knowing full well the dangers of this flame she had to work quickly but noticed the air became a light red mist due to the flames that were snuffed out but the blood-iron hands "hmmm this could be bad" reach into the flame and crafted a bow and six arrows then the whiteness around her eyes turned pitch black around the Ketsuryugan, black substance emerged from her finger tips and covered the scorching arrow tips of the first three arrows "lets see if you can stop these" them at incredible speed towards Isamu, the arrows with hardend black tips rushed at the man but ignites once they were near him burning and boiling away the blood that lingered on the floor and the blood hands he's utilizing but not without licking at his flesh and clothes. Her sadistic nature slightly slipped from her control as a crazed look in her left eye and a twitching smirk tugging on her lip knowing these men couldn't stop the flames from burning them or keep it at bay, seeing how Kazuo's shield protected him from the flames "Let's see if you can dodge these!" her madness clear in her voice when she releases the other three arrows at 234 mph but controls them from afar, having each arrow come from all angles before exploding up close to the boy.

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Seeing her mom go to school with these powerful individuals brought a warm smile on her face, knowing her words caused Sōma to fight harder brought the girl at ease but heard the Mizukage speak to her, warning the girl if she wish to live don't get any closer startling her forgetting how close she was to him than her mother "Sorry" she does bow like a noble lady would and steps back away from the arena but looks at the man and felt something but didn't dwell on it that much since there's a battle going on she ran back to safety.
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