Unlike their prior encounter, Takao’s presence was one of personal interest. He held a childlike interest in the fauna of the various countries, each one boasting a vastly different biome and subsequently vastly different creatures to roam them. Konohagakure and the forests and mountains throughout the Fire Country hosted a myriad of different animals, from massive bugs bigger than he, to bears and deer that reached well beyond what one might consider being twice the size of their average counterparts. The creatures that went bump in Sunagakure’s night, however, had entirely eluded him, much to his chagrin. He was interested to see what sort of monstrosities lurked beneath the blighted sands, yet fortune had not blessed his wish. Until tonight.
By sheer chance as he traversed the cool crisis-ridden countryside, Takao had encountered beasts of mythical descript. Perverted hybrids of features native to other animals, all combined in a truly demonic amalgamation tore across the sands, easily several times larger than himself. Their bodies seemed laden with armour and weapons; large, muscular legs with bladed paws, whip-like tails, and heads that boasted spikes that could easily skewer him through all added to the growing threat. Before his battle with them began, Takao had opted for the use of a defensive technique that had become a staple of his in the desert. For a place teeming with violence and danger, it seemed only natural that a strong defense was paramount to one’s survival.
Two of them had burst from the sands below and attacked prior to his armour being erected. He had managed to do so before they encroached upon his position on the dune, and withstood the full brunt force of one’s tackle with his own might. The second of the duo struck whilst Takao was preoccupied and sent the scale-clad shinobi tumbling across the sands, although the damage dealt was negligible thanks to the draconic armour covering his skin. Takao wobbled back to his feet, briefly jarred by the force of the strike, just in time to see the first that he had intercepted upon him again. A powerful swipe from the tail connected with his chest just under the ribcage and thrown him into the sands once more, this time tumbling down the dune in which he had perched himself prior to the fight. Each almost-successful attempt to regain his footing as he stumbled down the dune had failed, and the onslaught of attacks at the hands of the two quadrupedal sand demons left him hard-pressed to react. Eventually, he would reach the bottom of the dune, and immediately reclaimed his balance just in time for the pair of demonic assailants to crash into the ground where he had been standing just an instant prior.
As the sand settled around their clash, the shrill whir of wind slicing through air grew above them. Their plated heads whipped upward, just in time to witness the glow of a bright blue ball of spinning chakra bearing down upon them. Winding blades rapidly orbited the spiraling sphere as it flew, slicing through the air in its path until the dense ball collided with the back of one of the creatures. The sands shook beneath its feet as the sphere collided with the monster’s back, and the blades of wind sliced clean through its body whilst the secondary detonation blew the two halves in different directions. Takao, whose descent had placed him above the remaining creature, spun his body a full one-hundred eighty degrees just prior to making contact. His right leg swung out like a guillotine and slammed into the neck of the creature, dislocating several vertebrae before slamming it into the ground, leaving it partially twitching from the severed spinal column.
The distant rumble of commotion caught his attention. More of them, he assumed. Nothing in particular drove him onward but sheer, unabashed curiousity. His boots carried him in the direction of the commotion, and his glowing eyes that pierced the darkness set upon the infernal visage of three more creatures not unlike that of which he had just culled. His scaled mouth curled into a wicked smile as he glanced down from his perch upon the dune, still above ground-level where the three creatures circled. The distinct crackle and pop of Burning Ambition began to burn at his back, forming flames that intensified into jets in a second. As Takao leaped down the dunes and slid along the sandy surface, the jets grew hotter and more intense, and he was propelled along the sands, creating plumes of fire and sand in his wake.
Takao reached the base in record time and went beyond that still, encroaching upon the trio of the demonic amalgamations in mere seconds. The raven-haired shinobi leaped into the air and utilized a secondary set of jets to shoot himself forward. Both feet collided square with the ribcage of one of the creatures and left the bones shattered, whilst the creature itself tumbled along the sands while whining in animalistic pain. Takao spun himself in the air before he fell utilizing jets of flame produced from his hands and landed on his feet. His attention fell upon Verdandi, and the smile on his face persisted slightly.
“Princess! We can’t keep running into each other like this, people are gonna start to talk.” His ghoulish voice said, coy words accentuated by that familiar shit-eating grin.
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