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[Color=Silver][u][i][b]Burai Kasei[/b][/i][/u][/color]
[i][b]Chakra Levels: 65%[/b][/i][/center]
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The impact was so sudden that it was all he could do to disperse his chakra skin before his teammate sent them both crashing to the ground. Sheer instinct alone stopped the Lance from burning Kenshiro as Burai retracted it, the water retreating up his arm with it, still affected by his practise seals. And it was only his respect for the boy, coiled as it was around a lance of indignance, that kept him from lashing out as they rolled into a nearby trench. He snarled, but took the shove in his stead. There were more important things to worry about. (Any other day, he would have laughed at the quiet shiver lanced down his spine as he refocused on his Sense-  [b][i]The Traitor[/i][/b].)

[color=03C03C][b]"Burai quit your goddamned grandstanding!!!"[/b][/color] 

The darker boy tensed, anger coursing through him, but he held his nerve. The Hyuuga - and [i]damn him[/i] for it, the smug prick - was right, in every way that mattered. Kenshiro-san's admonishment was as concise as it was cutting, and he hated to admit that it was entirely truthful: Burai had no reason to believe he could defeat [i]that woman[/i], and he seriously doubted Shiori would choose Ken-san's survival over her own. He gritted his teeth, and bowed his head. 

[color=gray]"We're a team. I should act like it."[/color] A slightly hysterical smile crossed his lips. Isn't that what had started this? What had put them all in danger? Burai had believed it was the solution to the test then; now, it might just get the two, ([i]three[/i]) of them out alive. He flared his chakra skin. It felt [i]right[/i].

Kenshiro's plan was both simple and brutal, (How very Kasei of him!). Burai approved. 

[color=gray]"Oh, we'll kill her alright. Just you watch"[/color] A strange energy pulsed through him then; a hot, writhing thing that reminded him, somehow, of his mother. [color=gray]'[i]Go down fighting, Burai, or not at all[/i]'[/color], he told himself, and prepared to move. As Kenshiro launched himself out of the trench, he raised his voice. [color=gray]"My thanks for the save, Hyuuga-san!"[/color]

Burai leapt.

The traitor was ahead of him, hurling logs around like a maniac, and he smirked weakly as his teammate began to mould chakra just ahead of him. Splinters cracked through the air around him as he dashed towards the enemy, dodging the largest even as smaller shards turned to dust against his chakra, wooden cores slapping against him with enough force to bruise. A grim part of him noted Shiori's presence off to one side, doubtless plotting something, but the larger part remained fixated on Suto. Her chakra was flowing hard and fast, almost jubilant in its movements. She was [i]enjoying[/i] this!

A strange calm washed over him then. It was like... like something had snapped. Kenshiro was lining up an attack, and Burai realised quickly, (as he knew he should), that doubling the frontal assault would be distracting at best and fatal at worst. But distracting [i]her[/i]... [color=gray]'[i]I'm going to burn her stinking heart out of her chest![/i]'[/color] Behind her was a log. Unassumiung, but ideal for his purposes. It was, after all, still marked by his tracking pulse from earlier. for the second time in minutes, his hands blurred through familiar seals. 

[color=gray]"Substitution!"[/color] A grin crossed his face, and he marvelled at the sheer [i]freedom[/i] of it all! Kenshiro was building something. Something [i]brutal[/i]. Something he needed to hit! Burai felt for the water he'd captured earlier. Most had dispersed, but enough remained for his purposes.

Distract.

Incapacitate.

[i]Kill[/i].

He was a Ninja. A [i]protector[/i]. This was his duty. 

His hands flew through his mother's seals. The familiar lance of burning chakra extended from his off-hand, even as he relinquished his hold over the chakra-infused water that was now flowing down his other arm.

Ken's attack was ready, now, he knew.

So was his.

[color=gray]"Don't you dare turn your back on me, you bitch!"[/color] he yelled. It was a gamble, but a necessary one. Drops of caustic water fanned from his right hand at her eye level. Provided she turned to face him, she'd be even blinder than he was. 

His left hand coursed towards a different target. A shining, malign mass that consumed his sight. The [i]heart[/i]. [color=gray]'[i]I'll burn it out, you swine.[/i]'[/color]

He leapt forward.

[color=gray]"Kasei Hiden: [b][i]Disintegrating Spear![/i][/b]"[/color]