Board Thread:Konoha Arc/@comment-24937485-20160325110617/@comment-24937485-20160405182951

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An eruption of fury, rage, and flame as both heaven and earth came to collide in a clash of titans. The majestic beast on its rear legs and roaring wildly as the boy jumped up and avoided its swooping front leg claws that tore through the air with enough force to carve the ground simple from slashes of pressurized wind that trailed off its gargantuan talons while it shouted out with the rough and wise voice of a soul that lived for centuries. “Doth thy not know who I am! Agnis, I am KING of Fire!”. It was truly a terrifying sight to behold as the leaping Genin was completely dwarfed out by the massive beast that had now spread its nightmarish wings that reached a span of 22 yards before coiling around the beast that opened its mighty jaw while stretching its neck towards Keldran who swung his force down with might far beyond him.

A moment of silence.

And then the entire cavern shook from the thunderous roar that erupted from the dragons throat as it let out a bellowing cry of pure might that sent a intense shockwave of concussive force to blast into Keldran just after his sword managed to cut through enough scales to draw glowing blood from the dragon’s nose, a surprising feat that managed to scar the mighty creature of legend before Keldran would be sent flying up  high into the air; rapidly closing in on the roof that was 50 yards of the ground. Then the dragon kicked off.



Its mighty wings smashed down furiously as it launched off like a rocket and flew after the Genin at terrifying speeds while Keldran would notice something unusual happening to his sword. The glowing crimson blood that was drawn from the dragon had spread over the entire length of his sword and coated it in a thin layer that began to harden, before finally cracking and falling down; revealing the blade to be dark orange, rather than its ordinary black color. What the change in color meant exactly, or whether any properties were changed, would be found out as soon as Keldran next swung the blade but he could feel an invigorating heat from simply holding it.

The pieces of dried up blood that fell down were met, and blown away, by the quickly ascending reptile that flied up to Keldran and aimed to ram its snout up against the boy in order to drive him into the roof with enough force to crack it and send pieces tumbling down.



<span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'TimesNewRoman',serif;">Meanwhile, outside the room turned gladiator arena, Ded Lee was seen walking up to the mysterious door and upon touching it would find mysterious purple lights filling up the eyes as they widened, and all of the pupils turned to stare at Ded, before the door finally slid open and a thick purple mist escaped the opening.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0in;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'TimesNewRoman',serif;">Although it looked intimidating, the mist did nothing and once it has completely come to pass De would now find himself looking into what seemed like a surgery room. There were five empty beds that were perfectly made up with sterile items. Beside each be a metal stroller-table upon which were laid out numerous surgical tools such as scalpels, small saws, prongs and needles.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0in;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'TimesNewRoman',serif;">“I’ve been expecting you.”

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0in;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'TimesNewRoman',serif;">A slow squeaking sound was hear coming from the shadow as a wheelchair-bound man rolled forth with his hands resting in his lap; suggesting something else controlled the simplistic-looking chair he sat on, as if the wheels moved on their own. And upon closer inspection, one could see small faces in the center of the rims of the wheels; faces that seemed in continuous pain.

<p class="MsoNormal" style="margin:12pt0in;line-height:15.75pt;"><span style="font-size:12pt;font-family:'TimesNewRoman',serif;">The man was completely bald and looked very ill although he held a certain kind of wisdom in his bright blue eyes. His voice was like that of a Con artist; it’d be very easy to trust and listen to. And the look in his eyes made no effort in hiding their suspicions. Pure vile.

<span style="font-size:12pt;line-height:115%;font-family:'TimesNewRoman',serif;">“So, who of you wants to become something greater?”