Yoshito Yuki | Joker of the Mist
This is intense.Indeed it was, this match is much more intense than his previous one. In his bout with Makoto the young boy wouldn’t move from his location at the start sort of disabling Yoshito’s most winnable strategies which were the use of Taijutsu. Ting seemed to be the polar opposite of Makoto, she was seemingly another user of Taijutsu, her true abilities were yet to be discovered by the young boy seeing that she has only used bursts of speed so far and taking damage. The kusarigama hit the girl’s arms cutting both biceps one and a half inches deep, no doubt she would be feeling the pain. However, as if some sort of miracle, her wounds magically healed almost as quickly as they appeared. She flinched from the quick incision of pain though and Yoshi noticed that as he slid.
There must be a weakness to this defense of hers. He thought during the slide and all his previous actions. The wind blades plunged into her chest and the left eye. She couldn’t move from his Sub-Zero Ground technique disabling foot movements and so she tanked the hits blades of condensed air. The wounds healed quickly just as before. She either had two defensive techs just as Makoto did or she was just some superhuman. Either choice wouldn’t be too far from a stretch of the imagination after witnessing what he had so far in these events.
The flinches of pain allowed the young boy’s slide to come to completion. As his body moved only feet from Ting’s backside the sound of the chains of his Kusarigama could be heard louder than most noises so far in the match. A large collective gasp could also be heard from the crowd. The blades dangled about as Ting wrapped the chain around her fist causing more contusions on her arms, more than likely the heat of battle made her move faster than she could actually handle and that was a good thing for Yoshito. Before standing while still holding the Sub-Zero Ground Yoshi’s elbow would be encased in an aura of chakra but the brunt of the attack would be injected into Ting’s chakra network. His elbow would land at her lower back more than likely causing a staggering sensation as her defensive strategy would come to a halt when the chakra enters her own system.
RUMBLE. RUMBLE. RUMBLE.Suddenly the earth began to growl at the ones standing upon it once more signifying the drop would be coming yet again with another five meters of empty tiles. With his enhanced speed, Yoshito would twist his body around Ting’s on the opposite side of the empty pit as a copy of Yoshito would be created. Without actions from Yoshi or audible motions, the clone would know what to do. It wrapped Ting in a tight hug just after her punch to the ground as the tiles dropped and exhaled water from its mouth encasing it and Ting as they dropped. All those who were in the location would drop into the pit along with the tiles of the ground. Yoshito’s eyes widened as he was shook for only a moment. He couldn’t worry about Ting or his clone at that point, his main focus would be to make sure he wouldn’t fall to the ground. He couldn’t see the bottom of the pit so presumably, it would be too deep to make landing safely almost impossible. He, Ting and the clone were too close to the original edge of the circle to simply reach out or use Supernatural Walking Practice to keep themselves from plummetting to certain doom. They were only one meter from the original opening and if the hole continued at its previous five meters, then they were four meters from any discernable edge and Yoshito knew that as the tiles dropped making quick calculations along with things he learned earlier in the match watching the tiles drop.
The young boy’s hands danced together for two hand signs and suddenly his right hand extended outward onto the edge of the circle of death. A chain made of ice would propel forward sticking onto the edge discontinuing his fall. Hanging there for less than a second Yoshito glanced into the black abyss listening for any cues that Ting could have possibly made it and the glance was there to see her should she have survived. The crowd was silent at first but when they saw a hand on the outer edge of the pit they would erupt altogether. Yoshito made his way out of the pit and drag himself to safety, making his way to the edge of the arena just in case it would empty more.
⎾
Word Count: [813 | 2,115] ⏌