Board Thread:Konoha Arc/@comment-25687356-20160506032500/@comment-26510601-20160509222447

With each and every single step, the sounds of war grew louder. A cacophony of blood-curdling screams, the might explosions of jutsu taking their effect on not only the men but the environment. These noises... something about them was bothering to Kura who held his head low. Nothing but a sliver of his face could be shown, but in that small window to see his expression, it looked like something of a nightmare. His lips pulled back so wide to make a haunting grimace, exposing his sharp teeth. His bewildered eyes looking on as if he had just been on the brink of death. Great anger was paned upon his expression, the world itself was an annoyance to him.

He looked up to see fire ahead, his tensed up body struggling to move as his lips parted and a guttural yell came from his throat. His whole body beginning to shake, while the many men behind him began to noticeably become concerned. Each one shifting their position and moving back, while only one foolish soul began to move forward.

"Captain, are you okay?"

Something moved in Kura, it was like watching a spider disgustingly move about. Its dexterous limbs, so fast and fluid yet the beginning and end of the movements somehow rigid and inoperable but suddenly flashing into action. Kura's hand reached out before snapping and suddenly swiping at the neck of the other mercenary. For a moment, the mercenary simply had an expression of shock mixed with the previous concern, not sure how to react to what just happened. But just like that, the mercenary's eyes quickly rolled into the back of his head before the neck and head literally fell to the side, only hanging by a single tangent of skin that was slightly tapered over an exposed disc of the spine.

Kuramaru grabbed at the black robes he was cloaked in at the chest and suddenly tore off the clothes to reveal a dull, sickly gray skin tone that was now in place. His whole body shook and convulsed with evil energy as suddenly growths began to wildly sprout from around his head. They were like horns, their adornment and placement making them so like that of a natural crown that broke through the jet black mane that Kuramaru had. The man dipped low as he grabbed his axes he had placed onto the ground momentarily before standing back, his great and tall frame standing above the others while he took in a deep breath.

His now black eyes save a simple orange hue of the irises looked onward as he screamed at the top of his lungs, "MOVE OUT!"

Men began to pour from behind and then around him to move ahead, as he had discussed with the 50... well 49 now, they were to use whatever long-range ninjutsu they had learn during team exercises to begin annihilating and decimating the enemy forces. These 49 or so men were 2/3rds of lightning release users and the rest well-accompanied with the use of fire instead.

These men filed out on line, due left of the 3rd battalion as they engaged the rest of the mercenary forces already defending what they could. This flank suddenly began to start weaving hand signs and suddenly whole volleys of lightning arcs and fireballs produced by the Phoenix Sage Fire Technique as well as False Darkness. These attacks when landed properly, would begin burning Suna men to crisps while also frying others caught within the trained technique between these other shinobi.

Meanwhile, Kura looked to the frontlines as he lost all inhibition and controlled. This grotesque form like that of a demon was desired given the power it brought, but the cons would perhaps cause a few casualties for the mercenaries as well.

Kura screamed with all of his might as 4 more growths exploded from his bare back, his greatly defined muscle tensing up the four growths grew and took resemblance to that of like exhaust pipes from a car. Like an ignition, the open ports of the growths blipped with energy before suddenly a flare of blood-red energy erupted like the great volcano krakatoa. With that, Kura was suddenly off. With such high speed, one would think that Kura's body would be flailing around due to an inability to control this but what few knew about him was the fact that at his base he already possessed an inhuman amount of strength and speed. But now, that inhuman strength and speed went above and became nearly inhuman for the likes of shinobi as a great deal of natural energy passively passed through him and enabled a number of abilities.

People were sent in the air, like a snow plow tossing heaps of snow out of the way and sending the metaphorical snow careening in either direction. Some to the backlines of the mercenary front, and others thrown straight into the masses of Suna's army. But after the initial few who had been simply thrown, it apepared chunks of bodies were being thrown up, and the charge was moving straight into the direction of where Team Keldran was to be located... albeit slightly set apart by the enemies that were beginning to try and surround the group.

Mugen was straight into the crash course of whatever Kura had become, and as soon as men began to surround him: The circle was broken. Two people were sitting to Mugen's left side was they doused their swords in the profaned flames that burned wildly like the spirit of fighting that was raging on this very night. Then suddenly, two slashes came about and they were blown apart by a ghastly force that was hurtling straight towards Mugen at full speed. Kura's arms were crossed, one lain over another as his bearded axes as they took the form like the pincer mouth of a beetle. His own head dipped slightly downward to where Kura's crown would slam and stab into Mugen while his axes did work and if they made their place: They'd literally rip apart Mugen's left arm and sever it from just somewhere a little above the elbow. Meanwhile, if the unstoppable comet that was Kura also managed to headbutt Mugen then his crown would ultimately fall into his side.

If any of this went through, Kura would control his growths in order to redirect them in the opposite direction; thereby cancelling out the insane momentum he gathered. Still he'd drag around, but in that time he could simply fling the poor boy from his crown with a simple flick of the head sending him elsewhere while he would turn around and look down the frontline of Suna and the Konoha squad that was intermixed with it.

"I AM THE TEMPEST OF THE STORM, AND I HAVE COME TO RAVAGE THESE WATERS. MEN, COWER AND FEAR; KURAMARU, KING OF DEMONS, CHALLENGES ALL TO A FIGHT TO THE DEATH!"