[center][h1][color=fff79a][u][b]LIGHTNING ROUND[/b][/u][/color][/h1] [img]http://rs1064.pbsrc.com/albums/u362/Please_Edit_Me/Chakra%20Elements/lightningkanji-1.png~c200[/img] [@Spanner][@Kalas][@Ganryu][@yoshua171] __________________________________________----------=====----------__________________________________________[/center] The team did a great job. Honestly, the proctor was just glad they where even moving on, silently cursing under his breath the whole time. Guess next year they'd have to start installing signs telling people what to do. Well, at least he had to admit they did plan it through. Which was better than nothing. That at least was worthy of some kind of acknowledgement. And once they had a target, they did a fairly good job. The beast snarled, splitting into two. A weasel, formed from that same energy smashed into the protected pathway, sending a surge right through it as Hikaru made his run. He'd make it, mostly out of luck as the barrier broke behind him, finally shattering with one powerful strike from the beast. Even barrier had their limits. They should have considered their stars lucky the beast was only being cranky. The lightning wolf proper snarled, leaning it's head back as energy began to build inside its chest. A bright glow, a rush of energy, and then... They where gone. The test ending as soon as Hikaru grabbed the scroll. Guess they could move on. A rather decorative scroll rested in Hikaru's grip, shimmering with an emblazoned bolt of lightning in clear sight for them all to oogle. Now, they just had to catch up to the other teams. [center]__________________________________________________[/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/DpHipWH.png[/img] [color=bc8dbf][u][b]Nousagi Hyuuga[/b][/u] Location - Fighting Arena / Interaction - [@Ganryu][/color] _________________________________________________[/center] FIGHT OVER! Nousagi had begun to take a step towards Kaito when a voice rang out. Without turning to face the speaker, he knew who it was. The proctor had raised up a flag, taking a step into the arena to put an end to this battle before it went to far. He'd been watching well enough, more than trained to catch the killing intent in the air. He knew that while Kaito wouldn't win, he knew at this point the two would just end up escalating the violence. If the Hyuuga didn't kill Kaito, then Kaito may just try to kill one of the Hyuuga clan. Either way, no option was preferred at the moment. "You two are both injured. Go see medical, and move on to the next portion of the exams." The proctor declared, making a silent gesture to the two teams of medical ninja who had been watching from the side. Nousagi used his robes as an improved sling, resting his broken hand inside and turning to walk away from this battle. He had nothing left to say, instead silently cursing the whole matter. Until as he reached the edge of the arena, he did have something to say. [color=bc8dbf]"Hey thief. Next time I see you. You better have some greatness of your own. Or I may just kill you."[/color] That shinobi filled him with disgust. But, by the time his wounds healed, he doubted he'd even remember him. Nousagi instead looked ahead, to the medical team, and another who stood by them. He passed the medical team, shoo'ing them away. [color=bc8dbf]"You have what I asked for?"[/color] Nousagi said, speaking to a member of the branch clan. The Otsutsuki. The lesser branch that never produced the right fruit. But, for what they had to offer, they where quite something. [color=f49ac2]"Look, I doubted you would need it, but I did bring the medicine."[/color] The one who spoke was female, a few years older than Nousagi himself. She seemed rather timid, holding a jar up to him. [color=f49ac2]"That injury to your arm... I mean, it'll help but you need to be tender. The rapid mending of bone can be-"[/color] [color=bc8dbf]"I didn't move it much. I doubt the bone will have moved much."[/color] Nousagi frowned, pulling the sleeve up. He could see inside his body, making note to know where the bone had gone. The female nodded, using her own chakra to move the bone back into the right place. The Otsutsuki always did have an interesting talent with mending bones. And Nousagi himself was a fast healer. The medical team went to work on healing the broken bone, as his 'servent' was already applying medicine to his bleeding arm. The wounds rapidly closed up, and soon that same medicine was applied to his broken elbow. Letting it soak into the skin, his elbow was healed, micro fractions running through it, but that would heal up perfectly in time. It was a fast fix for now. [color=f49ac2]"Lord Nousagi... Be careful. You are the pride of our clan."[/color] [color=bc8dbf]"Exactly, I will inherit the Hyuuga clan someday. and I shall remember your good work."[/color] "In ways... I think even you don't realize." She whispered softly, watching him walk away. And yet... As Nousagi walked away, his mind was dominated by one repeating phrase..." [i]'I already stole your future.'[/i] No, Kaito hadn't. But for a moment, Nousagi's faith in his own future wavered. A sense of fear as he looked down to his hand. And then he buried it. He buried that little white rabbit of emotion deep into a blizzard, leaving only the black rabbit left. [center]__________________________________________________[/center] [center][img]http://i.imgur.com/KJHKbxx.png[/img] [color=9e0b0f][u][b]Bumu Aka[/b][/u] Location - For a lack of air / Interaction - [@BladeX]+[@GlitchyBugger][/color] _________________________________________________[/center] Well, Bumu was feeling pretty proud of himself. The clones high-fiving each other proudly, mostly for their own great work. And yet, Bumu was struggling now to hold his breath. He didn't have the greatest lung capacity to start with, but when she saw the king rip the queen apart, the fox's heart skipped a beat. A flurry of bubbles escaped Bumu's lips, only to clamp down hard to save what little air was left. They where down to one tank, which Kaba had completely taken. Worst of all, he figured for all her work, Koma must be running out of air soon. The clones didn't have air to offer, as they didn't need to breath. Koma did. The fox made a quick sign to Koma, asking if she needed any air. That moment could have killed the fox. A force smashed right into Bumu, but it wasn't that vaporizing fist. It was a clone, pushing itself between the King and Bumu. The force hitting the paper bomb copy, causing it to burst apart, showering the king with those bright red tags. Bumu on the other hand was sent flying back. A broken rib forcing a scream for her lips, eyes wide as the last of his air rushed out. Now, Bumu was drowning. It was a struggle not to breath in, despite how much the fox may want to. A deep breath of water, the fox struggling to remain focused. Hands clasped together, the other clones rushed the king, who was probably bound in chains by now. Each clone mixing together, rushing right towards the king's maw. All merging into one form. The biggest most destructive rush of explosive tags Bumu could muster. If there was nothing else Bumu could do, this was the last of it. [color=9e0b0f]"Die."[/color] Bumu managed to choke out, making a cruel request.