Board Thread:Important Logs/@comment-31966106-20170512053819/@comment-26021384-20170518015734

Listen and Read

Before Shinra's fast reading eyes, he had barely escaped the swing of the axe-blade, but Hiroshoka had made it clear to protect the one person that could protect himself. Without blinking, not wanting to look away from his foe, he had to watch as the young lad, younger than himself even, was bifurcated and cast aside like nothing.

As Shinra's feet came close to the ground but his heels remained hovering an inch above it, he pointed his left hand out at the wielder of kabutowari, clenching his fist to emphasize the iron sand that was on the man's body already. The wind chakra he attemtped to use would be met with Shinra's own melding of the earth and wind natures, refuting any attempts to remove the sand. Any that did come off would only clutch back on with the clenching of Shinra's fist. His eyes deadlocked and his gaze one of disturbance and determination to snuff out the life of a monster that would choose to take away the life of someone so young. He wanted to mourn and honor Hiroshoka's request, but he had to focus on this fight first.

Nine blades still floating around himself, he watched as the man leapt away, and directed his sand around with his right hand, bringing the left back toward his body, bending the elbow and clenched fist pointed upwards to the sky while lower than his chest. ''What will you do now that your comrade is dead? Simple he thought, kill the man who took his comrade's life. ''He littered the path between himself and the wielder of the weapon with more iron sand, able to handle more than one thing at once, Shinra felt for the ground to start shifting while the wielder of the weapon would move through the cloud of iron sand, collecting much more on those weapons with the force of magnetism trying to force them to the ground, make them feel much heavier than they were, even for the strength of the giant.

When the earth stated to rise up, Shinra flew up five yards into the air and then backwards, bringing his swords with him and focusing on his front while he looked down at the man. He could fly thanks to his use of the lightweight rock technique, and now he had the height advantage while he moved his hands in a way that would focus the sand more toward the foe that was looking to strike the bedrock coffin dome that had been meant for Shinra. Even with his body up in the air, the amount of effort the man must be going through with his weapons being caked by more of the iron sand and his limbs must have been unbearable. With some of it getting on his arms though, Shinra clenched his right fist, looking to start applying pressure to the veins in the wrist to make the grip weaken and the arms ache for release. He was trying to eliminate the use of that weapon and those hands in one swoop. Should the iron sand pierce the skin, he would be sending it through those veins to slow the flow of blood and cause some shock to the wielder of the weapon.