Board Thread:The World/@comment-44207700-20191106093346/@comment-24937485-20191202232521

'''After regrouping with the two monks, the three bloodied warriors made their way forward until finally breaking the tree line and stepping foot into the nest of the enemy. It looked to be the rear section of the army as the brunt of their archers were positioned here. And further ahead Zhiro could vaguely see the occupied stairs in the distance. But he never got the time to take a second look as it became very clear that he had been spotted when close to two dozen archers turned around and raised their bow at him. He had found them, but in that same moment they found him. He stood frozen in place as if he were nailed to the ground. One arm completely limp and the other shaking with fear as he could barely keep hold of his weapon. He was tired and breathing heavy from having fought so much. He would call it lucky that the arrow lodged in his arm at least stopped him from bleeding out through the wounds, but every movement that he made sent excruciating pain through the left side of his body. It felt like his nerves contracted, expanded, were split, and then reattached in the most painful way before the process repeated itself. '''

'''Gasping for air he looked at the line of archers from under his blood-clotted eyelids. Squinting to keep the reddened sweat from stinging his eyes even further. Growling to himself as he was about to take a step forward when it looked like the archers were about to let loose. Zhiro wasn’t going down without taking at least one of them with him. But just before he could charge into his untimely death.'''

'''Insects. So many that it looked like a large black entity erupted from ground which then began to engulfs most of the archers. Zhiro did not understood what was happening exactly but he could see the archers being severely weakened. “The Aburame clan… they saved us twice now.”'''

'''Zhiro turned around to the monks to give the signal to follow up on Arata’s brilliant assault but just as he did so, the spear wielding warrior had already charged off by himself. And that was when Zhiro was struck by a sensation of dread. Being in his current position, it was like looking at himself when he watched the monk run into the fray only to be brutally impaled by a thick branch which sprung out of nowhere. “A trap?” Zhiro’s eyes widened in shock. This whole situation was crazy, there was no way that they would make it out of this alive. He felt like he could piss himself right then and there. '''

'''“That’s not who I am.” The teenager made sure to remind himself as he looked at the monk still at his side. “My name is Zhiro Nisshoku. And I promise to avenge Hanegaya who fell for our survi---”. '''

'''Before he could finish his sentence, there was a loud THUNK as an arrow had his the tree behind Zhiro’s head after missing it by mere inches. In return, Zhiro looked enraged. He had enough of these archers. And with Hanegaya’s death fresh on his mind he felt invigorated, for it was on the battlefield that even unknown soldiers became brothers when fighting side by side.'''

'''“Throw me!” Zhiro first ran back from where they came, so that he was 10 paces behind the axe-wielding monk and asked the man to turn around so they were facing one another, before running straight at his comrade. He built up as much speed as he could before jumping up, hopefully landing on top of the monks hands. After which the monk could use his immense strength to throw Zhiro up behind him. '''

'''Zhiro, in turn, would then use this boost in velocity to soar through the air with such speed that he got much further than he could jumping by himself. '''

“YOU KUSHAKU BASTARDS ARE DEAD!”

'''In order to avoid boobytraps, Zhiro did something stupidly genious. He chose to travel through the air. His massive leap brought him crashed through some branches before he made landing on atop the shoulders of one of the weakened archers restrained by Arata’s insects. Zhiro then looked around with an arrogant expression on his face, mocking the remaining archers capable of fighting as if to say ‘are you scared?’ while he baited them into shooting him down: drenched in the blood of their allies. '''

'''He waited until the moment came when arrows were released on his position at which he once again pulled his springboard technique and jumped off which left the poor soul pierced by arrows in Zhiro’s stead. '''

'''Again soaring through the air, Zhiro’s final leap brought him to the head archer. Finally eye to eye, Zhiro aimed to end it right then and there with a furious wide swing which caused his entire body to spin around, aiming to chop of the head archer’s head in one fell swoop before making a sliding landing directly behind the man. '''​​​​​​​