Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-27375402-20160309210228/@comment-24937485-20160310051118

Shinyuu’s voice had alerted Zeshin before his green eyes found the black-robed individual. “Just like I thought. He wasn’t hiding to begin with.”  He could see a large amount of beetles flow out of the guardtower, more than he had seen the Aburame use during their last encounter, and stood motionless while watching the battlefield unfold. Quite surprised to find his own kunai being sent back amongst a volley of weapons sent flying towards Shinyuu’s bugs and possibly the Aburame himself, Zeshin was quickly faced with a lethal predicament of his own.



Another group of flaming, and wind enhanced, bladed weapons and projectiles soared through the sky at high speed and approached Zeshin with killing accuracy. Tearing through the air, these weapons tore through most of the roof and set part of it ablaze in a furious assault. One might have mistaken Zeshin for being caught amongst the rampage but he had  succesfully aborted the scene at high speed and started scaling down the side of the guardhouse. As he ran down, he passed a window and glanced inside to see another copy of the robed figure weaving handseals in front of Shinyuu, in response Zeshin threw a marked kunai at the clone of the enemy that stood inside, aiming to hit the clone in the neck with pin-point accuracy and high speed; if it missed it would hit the opposite wall inside the room.



He had just spotted an unexpected enemy, reacted with deadly aim, and had a backup plan, all in less than a second of passing down. But before he could hit the ground Zeshin was alarmed by a rapidly approaching source of heat. He turned his head to look at the roaring fire orb that was due to make impact with him, and most of the tower, forcing him into another display of quick reaction speed.

Rather than jumping off the wall, Zeshin sent chakra to the soles of his feet and circled around to the backside of the guard tower. His top-speed allowed him to get there just before crimson tongues of fire reached past the corners and barely missed the tips of his hair from his long, flowing, ponytail. While taking a quick breath, sweat formed on his forehead from the large amount of heat that had been carried into the atmosphere by the fireball. “This isn’t just anybody.” He frowned and noticed some smoke building around the guard house, using it to his advantage he circled back around to the front side of the guard tower and dashed away at speeds faster than most normal eyes could follow. With a blur of motion left in his wake, it didn’t take Zeshin more than a few moments to arrive directly behind the unknown assailant.

The normally pleasant to be around blonde now showed a ruthless sense of focus as he aimed to punch the right side of the opponents head, a blow packed with the additional force that came from all the previously built up motion of his wickedly fast run. Zeshin had used his right hand for the strike, which was but a distraction aimed to knock the stranger off his footing, as his left hand dropped an explosive tag. Zeshin’s fist aimed to hit before the tag touched the ground, and whether it was a hit or miss, the Namikaze moved 5 yards away with a series of rapid dashes while detonating the tag with a quickly formed handseal just as it touched the ground and created a large explosion that aimed to swallow the stranger.

Overall, it took but seconds for Zeshin to run at the opponent, strike, drop the tag, and clear him a safe distance before detonation. Again, the Namikaze’s natural top-speed was a sight to behold. But his furrowed brow revealed that he knew this wasn’t over.