Board Thread:Konoha Arc/@comment-24937485-20161214011549/@comment-30271674-20161216025433

Ieyasu felt his power growing feinter, his body felt terrible but he could tell that the poison was starting to takes its course. His stomach churned like it had been coated in acid, he wanted to give up and writhe but he had to make sure that this monk died. If not, and if his squad wasn't already dead; he would wipe them out and proceed to move out and probably wipe out the rest of the squads with this insane power he had. Not to mention he'd still have Kinshi...

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There was no more time to reflect, as the monk suddenly appeared right behind Ieyasu and sent a fist straight into his side before he was engulfed in another explosion fo chakra. It was like a giant wave moving through his body, his cuirass and the rest of his armor shattering as it traveled along his length. Ieyasu was sent spiralling through the air, a trail of smoke following behind him even though it seemed to have trouble to keep up like the trail of a jet moving at sonic speeds.

His eyes rolled to the back of his head, the culmination of this fight and the poison seeping through his body brought him betwixt life and death itself. What he saw only lasted for but a heart beat, but he saw with clarity little blossoms blowing in the breeze... was he on a hill? But he couldn't tell, it was gone as soon as it came.

During all of this his body was caught in the air by the monk's kicks, his body being riddled fervorously with these before he was sent crashing down to the earth. He slammed into the earth below, bearing a similar fate to the monk just before. He lifted himself back to the ground using his wings which had been depleting in size over the course of this fight, not as potent and raging as they once had been. His eyes rolled back into place and he looked above to see the monk standing above collecting the rest of his chakra into what Ieyasu guessed to be a final-ditch effort.

Ieyasu heaved, breathing heavily and barely standing before he once again phased from sight. He appeared right in front of the old man, his wings had depleted rapidly in the time between lift off and now but the reason was obvious. Ieyasu's hands were coated in chakra and held strange markings to them: The Super Open Hand Slap. Usually this type of technique was meant to be used once over a short duration but using the chakra he still had he would be able to use it accordingly.

Ieyasu struck right at the open chest of the monk, such force would have similar but not as powerful effects as before as the huge hand slammed into him. Ieyasu followed up from the slap and slapped the monk across the fake, beginning to go into a flurry as he went between slaps and palm strikes trying his best to crush the monk. At the very last point he grabbed the monk by the throat, gripping it hard while Ieyasu threw the monk down to the ground before taking off dragging him across the ground and putting him in as deep as he could. Ieyasu let go after a certain point, nearly falling over as he looked on towards the monk hoping he didn't come up. His body ached so terribly, and he felt exhausted beyond belief. Everything told him to rest for the final time, but he had one last wish and he hoped to make it self-fulfillling by his own hands.

He could maybe put out one final move before he collapsed and from there he'd begin to slowly and painfully die from the effects of the poison. Ieyasu hoped he was out for that final part, although he didn't think he'd put up much of a fight if that were the case. It seemed like it would just be the final step before he entered oblivion.