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[h2][b][u][color=7FFFD4]Training Ground 11[/color][/u][/b][/h2]
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Kiyoko started to stumble, but caught herself. She had caught something out of the corner of her eye. Miya-err, Rima was it? Rima had ripped a chunk of the ground itself and hurled it at Sensei. The girl had to admit, she was impressed. That couldn’t have been an easy technique. Simple, yes, but far from easy. And from the looks of it, effective to boot. She would not want to be on the receiving end of that one. She was a good shot, but uh...rock beats arrow.

Hideo was having none of that. The jounin blocked the fury of the earth using a vicious ball of flames. Seeing an opportunity to put an end to the nonsense, Kiyoko pulled loose an arrow and readied herself. Yet before she was able to turn their leader into a pincushion, the man was enveloped in a smokescreen. The girl cursed under her breath. To take a shot now would be a waste of her time, energy, and resources. Instead, the girl took the opportunity to make like Nakahara and enter the woods. Hopefully the smoke would last long enough to cover her repositioning.

The girl had gotten up into a tree before the smoke dissipated. With the advantage of height and surprise, Kiyoko would feel more comfortable taking a touch longer on her shots. Take smarter shots and the shots will smart. But her small hopes were dashed once the circle became clear once more. Inside stood not one, not two, but THREE smug looking bastards. Kiyoko frowned and shook her head slowly. That...complicated things. Just a bit.

But not too much.

Kiyoko drew a bead on one of the three Hideo. She took a deep breath, drew back fully, then-

[b][i]WHOOSH[/i][/b]

-released. Straight and true. As before, she didn’t waste any time soaking in the shot. She quickly drew another arrow and almost launched it...but a sudden loud crack threw her off. The bow hadn’t been fully drawn, but when Kiyoko flinched, her grip on the string slipped. Whoops. The arrow sailed out half-heartedly, doing little more than just tumbling to the ground. It took her a moment to put two and two together, but...that sound...it was something from Nakahara, perhaps? What the hell was the kid capable of…?

She didn’t have time to dwell on it. Nor was she going to just wait around to see if anything worked. Both of her squadmates were giving their all, it seemed. In that, at least, they had passed her test. She would have to give more if she didn’t want to be left behind. Two hundred percent. She had to strike now. Hard and swiftly.

Nonstop attack. 

Relentless assault. 

Victory. 

Kiyoko aimed towards the sky and launched an arrow. Then another. Then a third. She would strike the heavens, blighting out the sun in a rain of arrows if need be. Well, maybe that’s a bit much for just three arrows. A vicious shower then? A destructive drizzle? ...three missed shots?

Only time would tell.