Board Thread:The World/@comment-44207700-20191106093346/@comment-44040794-20191202050324

Taking each javelin he could get, he threw them far and long or straight as a flying arrow in the summer wind, not all flew true however, he did what he could for an eleven year old which also said something else since this wasn't his strong suit. The smile stayed on his lips as he stopped throwing the lances for a second and looked out to see their leader. He locked eyes with him for a mere second though, Tarou thought maybe it was just him scanning over the temple. It was then that Tarou felt a fire build in his chest. The smile turned to a wicked smirk, that was until he felt blood splatter on his face. Looking over, he saw one monk fall with an arrow in his head. Ducking down as he noticed the other monk near him standing up to let loose, Tarou yelled "NO!" but his words were too late as the body dropped like a sack of rice.

Gripping onto the javelin he held in his hand, he closed his eyes for a second. An eleven year old boy with blood covering bits of his face and soaking into his snow white hair was in this fight. Opening his eyes again, the same smirk as before formed once more. Pushing his left hand against the wall behind him, he pushed himself forward quickly darting towards the edge to jump down from the little perch he was on, running to the elder monk in charge. Quickly speaking "Available bodies with shields and spears. We need to form a double layered wall, bottom and top. Have them stand at the top of the stairs and do not attack unless they push back." The monk had the chance to take his words into his mind but before he could say anything, Tarou hopped on his feet for a second before darting back towards the gates. Pulling his right hand back that held the javelin, he threw it with all his might over the wall in hopes that it would hit an enemy but at this point, he didn't care.

From this point on, it was his life on the line with the rest of these monks. Looking up to the sky for simply a moment, Tarou said softly "I'll be back to you, mama." With his words ending, he awaited a few more seconds for his phalanx to form in front of the gates as Tarou lead behind them closely. As soon as the first batch of enemies would reach the top of the stairs, whether he had them with him at all or it was just him standing there alone, Tarou's smirk faded and he narrowed his eyes. Clasping his hands together and intertwining his fingers, essentially holding his hands together in a desperate prayer, the ground started to move every so slightly as the soil began to turn up. Roots from the surrounding forests started to grow out and go down the stairs. Any bandit they based would end up rooted between them, being held in place. Once the roots got to the bottom of the stairs, Tarou would clench his hands tightly together. Any and all bandits caught in his snare would begin to be crushed with the sounds of bones breaking and even some coughing up blood with screams filling the air. If none dared to run up the stairs afterwards, Tarou would yell out at the top of his voice towards Jin "COME FIGHT ME YOURSELF, COWARD!" The boy's heart kept pounding ever so fast and harshly but he kept his spirits up and his mind calm.