The invading men found themselves in an improbable situation. Before the start of their current assault, spirits were at an all time high. They had successful attacked varying outposts belong to the Kumo dogs with little to no casualties on their side. Surprising, they even managed to take over a small village run by those dogs. Instead of killing them quickly, they went for a different approach. They tortured every single one of them. Man or woman, the invaders had their fill on the cries of pain and suffering they caused on the measly Kumo dogs. They even made a performance out of it! Each one taking turns to see who can make their captive produced the louder scream or survive the more extensive injuries. Yes, it was fun times for the bandits . . yet.
All of knew that none of them held any real power. Sure, they might be able to take out a chuunin shinobi relatively easy, a special jounin with some difficulty, and maybe, if they were lucky, a jounin, but, that is nothing compared to their leader. A monster of a man who saw anything chuunin and below as a small snack. With the giant halberd, they all have witness the man carved through shinobi without the problem, turning bodies into chunks of flesh. The towering weapon was not the only thing scary about their leader. He controls the winds as good as any native suna nin, and paired that with a sadist personality. The men made sure not to get on the bad side of their leader unless they want to end up like the poor sods who do. While they might be good at torture others, it was their leader who was a master of the art. He always manages to find new and innovative ways to torture those in his path, or who dared to disobey his orders.
And right now, as the men witness five of their own get killed, four of them brutally so, while the urge to run was there, they could not. Running meant disobeying their leader’s commands of killing those who stood in his way. Fleeing from the battle meant having to deal with a leader who took glee in torturing the disobedient members. But, if they stayed, it meant they would be dealing with the advancing Kumo forces, two in which, seemingly had no problem in torturing them. The choice was a hard one for the civilian invaders. Either way, the likelihood they would die was incredibly high. No matter, steeling their hearts, sharpening their mind, they will face the measly Kumo dogs, and if they shall die, they will make sure to drag at least one of the bastard down with them.
He only paused for a second, looking at his comrades, making sure they were not struggling with their opposition. There was no need to worry about Mizuki. The woman had proved herself on the battlefield already. Asides from some of the more tougher individuals, she could deal with most others. Verdandi, the young woman who had blushed during their first meeting, surprised him, though it did not show on his face. The way she corporate her giant bear was unique, and the only time he saw a shinobi using pets it was the Inuzuka's. Her movements were well executed, not perfect, there were gaps a jounin could exploit but worked well against the invading forces. Seeing them doing well, his eyes locked with the apparent leader.
Reptilian eyes stared unflinchingly into the man’s eyes. A silent conversation going between the pair. One of them was going to die here, and Daremo was going to make sure it was not him. The brute had tortured Kumo-nins, and the silver-haired male was going to return the favor ten-fold. Every opposition that steps in his direction will be systematically destroyed. A pound of flesh for every drop of Kumo blood spilled. Not only that, he was going to enjoy bleeding the bastard dry. As if knowing what he was thinking, the halberd-wielding male smile, revealing his discolored teeth, looking like they were trying to run away from one another, As two archers were called forth, the halberd male reach down. It did not take long for him to lift the severed head of a male Kumo-nin. A face that was forever etched in horror, capturing the amount of pain the individual suffered before dying. The head lacked eyes, ears, and lips. Even from the distance, one could see the Kumo insignia
burned into the flesh.
“This for you.”, The Halberd man spoke, knowing one of the advancing forces would hear him, and tossed the head harmlessly towards Daremo, it rolls to a stop at his feet.
Tsk. Daremo did not bother in looking at the severed head. His attention was taken by the arrows aimed at him. Reaching out, he plucked and snapped each wooden arrow.
“They are toying around for now. Hoping we will make a mistake. And, it seems like their leader is a sadistic bastard if his gift was anything to go by.”, The gift being a reference to the severed head at his feet.
“Very well. Warn Verdanbi about my techniques. You know exactly what they can do.” With those words, Daremo began walking forward. It was a leisure pace and slow pace as if he was taking a stroll through the park or on a beach. Chakra coursed through his badly, circulating violently within him. Those with sensory techniques would easily pick up on his location, and sense the vile coiling within him.
Halting, Dareemo looked at the three men who stood in the way of his destination, that being to their leader.
“You will die here.”, Those were the only ominous words spoken, and he saw the shiver that the men could not be suppressed. Chakra hummed along his hands, waiting for the men to act. It did not take long for the three men to find their courage and attacked in a pincer maneuver. Moving forward, he blitzes the first invader, blocking the katana strike with his left hand, the chakra being able to withstand the blow. Tendons in the arm were cut, making it useless, and causing the opponent to drop their weapon. Just in time too, as he jumped over the male, using his shoulders as a springboard to dodge the other to attacks. Landing behind the opponent, he slices at the man’s spine. The cut being deep enough to paralyze the man from the waist down. His body crumbling to the ground like a puppet who had their strings cuts.
Turning to face the other two men, he dodged their strikes, and struck at their arm tendons, forcing their limbs to be useless. Instead of torturing them in the same manner as the first victim, Daremo used the chakra scalpel to flay skin on the men. Elegantly, he danced around them, slicing skin over their faces, arms, etc. any skin that was exposed would be flayed in some manner. The sands would once again be treated to a fine drink as blood dripped from the men open wounds. He did not bother in aiming for vitals. He wanted these men to stay alive for as long as possible. As the three men fell unconscious, the pain of the injuries being too much, raiton was channeled into his right index finger as he fired an electric ‘bullet’ into each one of them. The small electrical shock being enough to shock them out of unconsciousness.
Turning his attention back to the halberd-wielding male, he did not blink as the man gripped his weapon, hefting it on his shoulders, and moved onto the battlefield. His gaunt was slow and purposeful. He took his time to transverse the sandy terrain. Men, those who were under his command, rally to him, and his mere presence seemed to remove any nervousness that was present.
“More lambs to the slaughter?”, His voice boomed across the field, being amplified by fuuton chakra,
“So be it. I am going to enjoy breaking you all, in every way possible.” With that said, he extended his left hand. Breathing out, fuuton infused chakra was manipulated and condensed into the size of a five-meter sphere/ As quick as it was formed, the sphere was fired at the woman with the bear, aimed to cripple, but not kill. Once the sphere had left his hand, the halberd man charged the other two.
With the man on the move, Daremo prepared himself for the fight to follow. It was time to return all the suffering the man caused . . . hundredfold.
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- OOC Combat Info:
Leader sent Wind Release: Great Vacuum Sphere at Verdandi, and is now charging towards Mizuki and Daremo
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-10 for Chakra scaplel
Name: Path of Pathogen: Dark Transmutation
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: E
Type: Supplementary
Element: -
Range: Self
Specialty: Medical Ninjutsu - Ninjutsu
Duration: Maintainable | -5 chakra every other post.
Cooldown: Double Duration
Description:
[Requires no hand seals]
At the risk of increasing sensory effects by +1 in effectiveness, the user actively begins to circulate their chakra throughout their coils. Jutsus used while this technique is activated is treated as a ‘Path of Pathogen’ technique.
Name: Defying Hands: Lingering Substitute
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: E
Type: Supplementary
Element: -
Range: Self
Specialty: Any
Duration: 3 posts
Cooldown: 5 posts
Description:
When the discussion of which specialization harbors the masters of chakra control only two comes to mind - Genjutsu and Medical Ninjutsu. Their ability to mold and manipulate their chakra is second to none, and it is not surprising considering both of their craft rely on precision in order perform at an optimal level. Daremo, being a medical ninjutsu specialist, understands the need for having complete control over his chakra. Through the years of manipulating and molding the energy source to save and take lives, he has mastered the art to a degree like no other.
Usually, a shinobi has to perform hand seals in order to get their chakra to move in a certain way to perform a jutsu: Daremo does not. The man having mastery over his chakra to the point he doesn't need hand seals to perform any jutsu, instead, his chakra instinctively move as if the hand seals were already made. For three turns, Daremo is able to perform jutsus without needing hand seals or to vocalize them(note: this doesn't short the preparation time of a jutsu).
Name: Lightning Release: Shock Bullets (雷遁・衝撃弾 ~ Raiton: Shōgeki-dan)
Canon/Custom: Custom
Rank: D – Rank
Type: Offensive
Element: Raiton
Range: 10m
Specialty: Ninjutsu
Duration: Instantaneous
Cooldown: Three
Description: Electricity is built up in the fingertips of the user who then makes a gun-like pose with their hands (both middle and index finger extended). From this position "bullets" of electricity may be fired at will that travel 10m/s. These bullets deliver painful shocks at the point of contact and can singe clothing and leave 1st degree burns due to releasing its charge upon impact with any solid object. The resulting impact is enough to parry/redirect small projectiles (kunai/senbon/shuriken) midair, but are non-lethal as they lack the ability to piece flesh because of the discharge upon impact. One or both hands may be used, but only 15 "rounds" in total may be fired before the electrical charge in the user's fingertips is depleted. No hand signs are necessary to initiate the jutsu allowing for a fast draw.