Board Thread:Kirigakure Missions/@comment-27975781-20160327022512/@comment-28066582-20160327110257

A small smile came across Kaitos lips as the 15 re-animated bodies fell from the tree, it obvious that they were re-animated because he knew a thing or 2 about dead bodies... and how they tasted... and now he was locked in a barrier with them? It only got better and better, knowing that even the 15 corpses would be no match for a Jonin of kirigakure, and much less the Crimson Tyrant of the Hidden mist. Reaching his right hand back he grasped the hilt of his katana, quickly sliding it out the sheath to meat the first of the corpses with a slash that severed the head straight from its body. Blood spraying out like a beautiful fountain of gore... Kaito smiled as he started to laugh, not a regular laugh...but a laugh of someone who had truly lost all humanity. His left hand slid his tanto out of the sheath, holding it invertedly in his hand, using the tanto he stepped to the side and slashed upwards, severing both of the corpses arms before kicking it into the crowd, without so much as a sliver of hesitation he ducked beneath an oncoming punch of yet another corpse, his katanas blade slicing clean through the abdomen. severing the lifeless meat puppet in 2, the upper body falling, the lower body becoming just another blood fountain that helped coat him and the walls of the barrier in the sticky substance. He leapt into the center of the crowd, pushing his katana through the skull of 3 corpses (one being the armless one), letting them fall to the ground. Jumping backwards he put some distance between the remaining...things... forming the "Snake" hand seal he spoke "Water Style: Exploding Water Shock Wave" followed by inhaling and spitting out a "small" wave of water strong enough to trip 5 of them into a sloppy little pile of limbs before forming the hand seals "Ram, Snake, Tiger" causing a small cloud of black rain to form just over the pile. Raining down slick, flammable oil onto the corpses, tossing a "modified" exploding tag into the center, instead of exploding it just caught on fire for a mere second. This being long enough to ignite the oil and cause the pile of 5 zombies to burst into flames. Only leaving him with 6 more of the corpses and no katana "God damn, there sure are a lot of you fuckers isn't there?" taking advantage of the slow mobility corpses had (Which of course is why he could do so much in a small time frame... i mean...it only takes 4 hours for muscles to tense after death). He sheathed his tanto, his right arm swelling up, putting the hydrification technique to use. This particular technique being known as "The great water arm technique" which gave him super human like strength, but would dehydrate him from prolonged use. He grasped the ankle of one of the zombie corpses, lifting it up and slamming it with his full strength into another zombie. Causing them both to hit the barrier wall and burst into a red mist, by now he was panting, his arm shrinking back to normal as his body was ever so slowly starting to dehydrate, exerting as much power as he can without having the urgent need to drink, he launched forward and pulled out the tanto once more, quickly slicing the throat of 4 and being tackled to the ground by the 5th, his tanto being sent sliding across the ground. Using both hand he did his best to keep the zombie from biting him, the zombie being mere inches from his face before he decided....2 can play at this game.... opening his mouth he leaned forward, biting down into the corpse flesh... biting and ripping at it like a shark, each chunk of flesh being spit out because it wasn't fresh... rolling over he leaned down and bit the throat of the corpse, yanking his own head back up. Easily ripping the throat out with his own teeth before spitting out the flesh "Ugh...that was disgusting...." He stood back up, panting as he pulled the regular water bottle off his hip, chugging half of the bottle at once to replenish his strength, water that was VERY important to a hozuki, sure... blood worked...but it didn't give the same nourishment as the water in terms of hydration. He retrieved his blades and sheathed them. "Okay...let me out now". He spoke from within the now completely red barrier, on the inside his hair was completely red, his arms slowly reaching up to his face as he started to smear the blood across it, cackling like a maniac, enjoying the feeling of the sticky liquid "this...this is what i live for!" he yelled out, his head tilting back as he fell back into the blood puddle, rolling around, making "blood angels" if you will.