Board Thread:Kōgakure General RP/@comment-34754862-20170507021624/@comment-34754862-20170507043419

Myōō was smart and he would anticipate moves before they happened. In fact he knew his attack wouldn’t be effective against Keldran. So he had prepared ahead of time and thought of a plan just incase he did dodge, though the way Keldran dodged was impressive. Even Myōō didn’t expect that, he used his crafty nature to leap upwards and landed on their blades, the moment he did that he jumped off the left clones head using this momentum to head directly for Myōō. Myōō was silent as he was in his tactical mode, his knew his brother was fast, and strong as hell, but maybe, JUST maybe Myōō could outsmart him hopefully. As the clones missed their attack, they used this time to adjust their position, using their free hands to connect them by landing a strong grip. While Myōō would be faced with Keldran, his clones would be plotting an attack from behind. Myōō noticed the lava on his left side which made it harder for him to react, but Keldran forgot one important factor Myōō had. HE HAD FUMA BLOOD RAGING THROUGH HIM! Myōō had been through some tough situations especially his escape from the cave with his shrivelled body, so it was obvious he could move even with this struggle. He moved towards the right as fast as he could, this leading to Keldran missing Myōō entirely if he attempted anything on his transition towards him.

As for the clones, the clone on the left which had been stepped on by Keldran would have his hand connected with the one on the right. The clone on the right easily used his momentum since Keldran didn’t touch him to spin on his heel and actually attempted to launch the clone on the left. Using this momentum the clone would travel through the air and attempted to attack Keldran from behind while he was focused on Myōō. This was an impressive feat, the right clone would begin to swell up as well, mostly because of his movements and the heat getting to it. The clone which was thrown at Keldran would attempt to slash Keldran’s back. This was a wise adjustment to Myōō situation. Had it been successful, Keldran would receive a large gash on his back. The clone on the right would be swelled up and would attempt to make his way towards Keldran before imploding. The clone would then turn into a mist and revert back to it's original form. Myōō was struggling, but he was keeping up with his brother. All Myōō would wonder is what would Keldran do to this? And would he acknowledge Myōō’s quick thinking.  “BRING IT BRO! FUMA STRONG TILL THE END!” He roared waiting for Keldran’s next move.