Minaru Gazo
LionheartMinaru had arrived just before the other two Jounin had arrived. Minaru had arrived as two more Kiri shinobi arrived, armed with Kunai, jumping at Ari behind her steel wall. He had grabbed the two by the collar and spun around, swfitly and forcefully throwing the two into the wall, completing his spin by grabbing kunai out of his pouch, tossing two from his right hand to his left, then grabbing another two dexterously with his fingers, tossing them all at the shinobi with such force that the blades hit the two in their shoulders, pinning them against the wall before their backs had hit said wall. Minaru turned to the two girls, then he wistled for his third member, gathering with the others.
Sutemasu suggested them not blowing up the plant, but simply just inciting they would make the kiri shinobi not steal their minerals anymore.
Them not stealing metals from our country defeats the whole purpose of this refinery. It's this close to kumo territory because they are stealin- He too got interrupted by the shinobi from the Hidden Mist coming out from the fog. He was talking all that good shit, yet, Minaru recognized him from his time in Kiri.
He was Chobi Nafar, also known as The Detonator. He held the Shibuki, and had for the last ten years - The Exploding Sword. Chobi was known to be brutal and fearsome, as crazy as Seven Swordsmen went. Minaru's relaxed stance stiffled as he turned to his team.
"This guy.. He's bad news.." Minaru commented, gritting his teeth, his hand grabbing the handle of his katana, the a dim golden light manifested inside of the sheath, the Jounin sending his chakra into the weapon.
“Perhaps you should go home. Now you have the chance. But time is ticking and my friends aren't very patient. Tick, tack.. The only reason you're not dead yet, is because I convinced them that you were within your right to stop us from stealing your minerals. It's just a shame you didn't bring someone more strong. Nobody you have here can beat the swordsmen of the mist, let alone three of them. Oh.. hear that?”His eyes darted across the field, on the left side, emerging from the mist was Haseo Tsurigi The Butcher Of The Blast Village. He was one year older than Minaru - he was a Chunnin when Minaru was posing as a Kiri Genin, earning his place in the swordsmen when he had been sent to eliminate one target in the Blast Village - a small place on the borders of the Land Of Waves. When the locals aided his target, he butchered over 50 people, everyone who lived in the village in a massacre that hadn't been seen since the Uchiha Massacre, 70 years ago.
And then there came the third guy, he was older, perplexed. He didn't look too intimidating - like the average older gentleman. Minaru couldn't tell his name at first glance, he was one of the few Swordsmen of the mist he didn't know at glance, but once he saw the
The Samehada with it's teeth like features in his hands he realized it was Zitsgetsu Hozuki. Not a lot was known about him, and someone who could keep their personal details hidden in this world of shinobi was someone to be feared.
Minaru gritted his teeth.
"Fuck.." And before he could come up with a plan, the Haseo darted towards them and swung the cleaver like sword, Minaru dudged under the large blade, and in the next second used his Iadoi technique to pull the sword, Haseo parrying his cut but it was futile as the lightning enhanced chakra coming from the golden blade cut through the top side of the weapon, cutting off the top half of the circle clean of, the shockwave form the blade clash sent Haseo skidding on the water. Leading to a reaction from the three swordsmen of the mist.
Minaru's blade crackled with it's golden light.
"Legendary sword my ass." the young Jounin taunted, his voice was far from the relaxed one his students had heard before, his pupils were dialeted and his skin was paler than normal. He was focused - battle mode, fight or flight instinct. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins and now it was time to do or
die. The three kiri swordsmen recognized him as the punk kid who had infiltrated their ranks almost a decade ago - the one who was one of the biggest reasons one of their Jounin Commanders had been taken by Kumo. Haseo jarringly laughed
"You wanna dance?!" And lunged at him again, with the broken gigantic blade in hand, Minaru grunted and dashed off on the water, making Haseo chase him.
Saborama Hizo
FlashpointOnce the refinery's soldiers had been dealt with, the three teams had gathered again, Sabo standing with his teammates and his sensei, while they came up with a new plan. Peering into his magnifying lense, the chunnin patted Hageshi on the shoulder - his sensei didn't really react.
"Uh, guys.. Someone's coming." he said, while Sutemasu and Minaru were talking, before they were all cut off by the Swordsman.
His allies arrived, but Sabo wasn't wasting any time introductions. He was hiding behind Hageshi, as to conceal his movements as he placed down the seal for his Fractured Mirror technique, a bit of distance in front of the guy with the big sword with scrolls on it - the one who had been talking. The lanky guy attacked and the first guy followed after, Minaru vanished into the seal, appearing just as the Swordsman moved, the momentum from his jump into the portal stayed with him as he came out, seemingly making him jump out of the seal, the man swung the sword around backwards with the edge facing the blonde boy with the goggles - having caught the chunnin as he appeared behind him. Mid swing, Sabo jammed the kunai he held into the man's arm and his left hand tapped his right forearm just as the blade was about to connect with his face, disappearing in a ultraviolet light, appearing with a big flash behind his teammates.
"All right, he's wounde-" As Chobi pulled the kunai out and let out a angry cry.
".. Or just pissed off. The tactical approach here would be to run. Captain?" turning to Hageshi.
The panic hadn't sunk into him like it might his teammates, he was staying objective and tactical with it. But he also trusted his seniors, Captain Minaru had already seemingly disarmed one of the three and taken him out for a one on one battle weather that was smart or a matter of pride Sabo did not know, and if the other two captains were as powerful as the swordsman among them, they could have a chance. While he was talking he was forming the required hand-seals to the recreate the Flashpoint seal on his arm, he figured he would need it.
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