Time seemed to slow down for a moment, seconds after the sudden stop; a lone spark fell from the boy’s hand to the ground. The red fiery star made its way to the bottom, like a gentle work of gravity; it ended its motion with soundless halt.
“Shit!”- you could hear the ANBU say, once not twice, and everyone had understood. Miko glanced at his companion, the sweaty boy who hadn’t changed the look in his face since his arrival. It seemed as if Kyo was actually looking forward to their participation in the occurrence at the forest. Their masked guide spoke again, this time with a daring command- “Boys, I need you to run. Go back the way we came, I’ll catch up.”
It was doubtlessly the best course of action for the situation at hand. The forest came to life in the darkness of night, as the cigarette spark exploded beneath. Miko, even in his state of mind, did not want to leave the man alone; partly for his own good, and partly as means of satisfying his sense of friendship. There was no choice anymore though; the robed stranger had leaped from the branch to encounter with the genin. Miko jumped backwards to the branch behind them, and quickly focused chakra all around his body in expectancy of whatever was out there.
There was movement all around them as several giant squirrel demons charged and dove in his direction. There was no time for hand seals, if he were to leave an opening even for a second; it would mean the rodents would land a hit. Quickly he reached for his side, and grabbed the single kunai he owned.
“Kyo!” – he said, warning his partner from the incoming threat. “Around us! There...”- he was cut short as he sliced and punched the first of his attackers, sending it flying towards the trunk of a neighbor tree. Barely a couple of seconds had passed as he became surrounded, there was no escape, and his taijutsu was not even close to good enough to deflect or even manage to stand against so many. He was doomed, or so he believed. Miko’s mind went blank as his body was pierced by claws and fangs. The devil-squirrels rendered his flesh piercing through clothes and armor, breaking bone in a beautiful display of scarlet-colored paper strips. It ignited in yellow flames, engulfing all the squirrels inside. Most of them jumped out to the nearby branches, covered in flames, and the remaining ones squealed in pain as the fiery flames burned them to ashes. Yet not a single one escaped, for the fake body not only burned, but it exploded in a beautiful display of red, yellow, and orange flames. The finishing act left Miko astound, as he watched from a nearby branch, still unnoticed by the remaining fiends.
“Shit!”- you could hear the ANBU say, once not twice, and everyone had understood. Miko glanced at his companion, the sweaty boy who hadn’t changed the look in his face since his arrival. It seemed as if Kyo was actually looking forward to their participation in the occurrence at the forest. Their masked guide spoke again, this time with a daring command- “Boys, I need you to run. Go back the way we came, I’ll catch up.”
It was doubtlessly the best course of action for the situation at hand. The forest came to life in the darkness of night, as the cigarette spark exploded beneath. Miko, even in his state of mind, did not want to leave the man alone; partly for his own good, and partly as means of satisfying his sense of friendship. There was no choice anymore though; the robed stranger had leaped from the branch to encounter with the genin. Miko jumped backwards to the branch behind them, and quickly focused chakra all around his body in expectancy of whatever was out there.
There was movement all around them as several giant squirrel demons charged and dove in his direction. There was no time for hand seals, if he were to leave an opening even for a second; it would mean the rodents would land a hit. Quickly he reached for his side, and grabbed the single kunai he owned.
“Kyo!” – he said, warning his partner from the incoming threat. “Around us! There...”- he was cut short as he sliced and punched the first of his attackers, sending it flying towards the trunk of a neighbor tree. Barely a couple of seconds had passed as he became surrounded, there was no escape, and his taijutsu was not even close to good enough to deflect or even manage to stand against so many. He was doomed, or so he believed. Miko’s mind went blank as his body was pierced by claws and fangs. The devil-squirrels rendered his flesh piercing through clothes and armor, breaking bone in a beautiful display of scarlet-colored paper strips. It ignited in yellow flames, engulfing all the squirrels inside. Most of them jumped out to the nearby branches, covered in flames, and the remaining ones squealed in pain as the fiery flames burned them to ashes. Yet not a single one escaped, for the fake body not only burned, but it exploded in a beautiful display of red, yellow, and orange flames. The finishing act left Miko astound, as he watched from a nearby branch, still unnoticed by the remaining fiends.