Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-24714922-20161102224557/@comment-30271674-20161114085715

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As Ieyasu's counterattack worked somewhat, he was affirmed of this by the ear-piercing shriek of the harpy lady he had just slapped. His hand shrunk back down in size and he was about to begin tip-toeing through the smoke when another crackling and sharp sound cut into the air. He knew what this was however as an axe from just a few moments ago had just the same properties and similar tell-tale warning. Using this to his advantage, he knew to skip over to the side as the axe came flying down, splitting into the near ground and causing little chunks of it to fly up.

The smoke was beginning to clear, and as Ieyasu remembered this was due to the boss's orders on the matter. Maybe the chameleon from before had only those two axes so now the old man had to step in? It'd seem like that, Ieyasu kept an open eye as he danced around in the smoke and tried to take in everything around him. His left hand was currently fingering through his tool pouch, grabbing at a number of things as if unsure what he was trying to get.

Keeping an eye on everywhere was impossible as he pranced through the smoke, not trying to be as quiet and nimble from before as the smoke from before grew less and less so.

All he saw next was a little shift on his right side and a flashing flame as suddenly the old man appeared right by him. The next thing that came to Ieyasu's senses was the feeling of a burning hot, furious punch being thrown at the side of his head. Thankfully he had the saving grace that his happuri had cheek protectors. He felt his brain rattle in his head as the happuri served its one purpose and that was to save Ieyasu from things even worse than this.

Although Ieyasu's reaction time and speed wasn't nearly on par to this enhanced old man due to the body flicker, he could still at least try. His hand that had been stuck in his pouch pulled out an explosive tag. The only reason he wasn't sent flying was because of his massive weight and the support he had to suddenly put on his left foot. His left hand careened straight for the old man's throat while Ieyasu threw a swift knee with his right knee as well although it wasn't effective as the motion from the punch still had its effect and was pushing his right side back with stupendous force. The monstrous strength from before wasn't necessary with this though, as the knee was aimed straight for the old man's groin. You can tighten your stomach to prepare for such a thing, but one could never prepare for a shot to the groin.

If everything was successful, Ieyasu would get the explosive tag on the old man near exact the same time he kneed him. After that was done, Ieyasu would stumble back a few steps and grow his now-free left arm to the size where the forearm protector was like that of a tower shield. This would protect Ieyasu from the blast that would easily blow off the decrepit thief's head.

Meanwhile Ieyasu screamed in pain as he ripped his forehead protector from his head, the burning metal having seared his right cheek and some part of his temple.were now pinkish-white from the burns and peeling at the area of impact. Adrenaline began to pump through his system, his body battling itself from the concussive force of that hit so that he could stay alert enough to be able to battle the other two.