Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-25687356-20170508004334/@comment-73.216.85.41-20170510042804

Everything seemed to be going okay right at the point of the thunder and lightning being evoked from the fire-nin, and for a brief second, Tak thought things might actually work out. But then it all blew up in her face...literally. The lightning in the sky had come down as she called it, but when she tried to send it back out of her, it wouldn't, no matter how hard she willed it to. Her own semi-decent electricity was pushed out, but the lightning she brought down didn't intertwine with the that of what furnished the other five men's jutsu....it cooked them from the inside out instead. Right before her very eyes, the men would fall one by one to their deaths...practically by her order, but Tak didn't have time to dwell on her guilt. Her hands and arms were getting hot and that heated sensation was rapidly traveling through her shoulders, up her neck and then to- Before Tak blacked out completely, the last thing she saw was upwards of several hundred ninja pouring in around them. In an anti-climatic stagger, Tak fell over in a twisted slump with a soundless thud. Luckily for her though, she had been pulled away by a sensor-nin before she could get burned and trampled. The Earth users would remain behind to continue with their unconscious's leaders implied order and they exploited the muddy sludge they had made of the forest soil in an attempt to distract the masses making their way left so that they could flee. They would utilize the time that the opposing ninja were trying to trudge forward to conjure up an eight-man strong Mud Spore jutsu that came spouting out and raining over the enemy. The combined weight and velocity of the flying mud would hopefully knock back the front rows of men or at least blind them for even just a few moments. However, if for whatever reason the tactic did not work, the Fuma guards were already making a beeline and gravitate back toward their next and nearest leader: Takahiro. In the retreat for safety, one of the few remaining sensors had pulled Tak from her fallen position and carry her off balled up in his arms as he ran toward Takahiro. By then, their primary leader had made the call for them to officially flee, and they did so without hesitation. Because the electricity in her system was still reeling from the earlier invocation, when her head lulled inwardly and touched her cheek to the ninja's black steel cuirass. Hotly singing her cheek, Tak was shocked awake with a hard gasp for air and she looked around wild-eyed. Tak didn't need to look around long to be reminded that she was still in the midst of battle, and waited until it was safe enough for both her and the medic to be put down. The side of her face was sore and tingling but her fingers prickled sharply and her forearms were hurting like she had an epic case of sunburn. Once back on her own feet, Tak was hot on Taka's heels to catch up with him, having just barely made it out of the opening before that Earth wall was erected and sealed the flesh team off from the clones and the enemy. A fair number of the men from division three had tailed behind her and she waved her arm back at them. "Lend your support to the others!" As Takahiro came over the radio and called her name, she instinctively pressed the mic to her cheek. "Look behind you." She panted to say while sprinting for dear life. If she had been able to make it that far,  Tak sprinted the whole way to the field and collapsed to her right knee the moment she tried slowing down.