Taking in the general layout of the battlefield, the androgynous, masked Dr Miura's focus slowly landed on the location of interest. The forefront of the Kumo trenches was a ways off from the the Konoha/Kiri line at the moment. From atop the giant owl hundreds of meters up, the doctor was planning to maneuver to change that. Beneath the warring ninja of all ranks and nations ravaged the earth with chakra and the blood of their foes. She wouldn't bother with any of these details. When her serpentine eyes locked onto the area she wished to descend into, she'd cling to the Super Beast's feathers as it dove from out of the sky into one of the deeper trenches in a manner so flashy none could miss it.
Hopping off the Great Owl maintaining his momentum Dr. Miura lands on a wall of the trench, jumps down to the opposite wall a story down, and then into a tunnel another story down. Naganori runs into the tunnel the 10 or so meters it goes before it turned. The job he'd been assigned was simple: As subtly as possible assault the enemy trenches from beneath. She'd be far below the organic layer of dirt, blood, and soil that extended a few meters beneath the warring ninja.
As the owl slowly caught up, awkwardly hopping through the hall, the doctor would pull out a a tube of ink from her bag. She tilt the tube pouring 25 ml of ink onto the stone of the trenches. Quickly, bubbling ink would form into dozens of moles that would leap at stone of the hallways bend brutishly gnawing until it became a T-junction. Dr. Miura would stay almost motionless as she waited for the moles to bore into the Kiri/Konoha trenches. Though she had little invested in the Village Hidden in the Clouds itself, she highly valued the Land of Lightning. That alone is what brought her out here to the war. As she riled up her convictions, with a simple stray thought Great Owl would fall apart into ink. 20 minutes would pass. Then 30. Then 50. Miura slowly paced behind the moles the rattling of battles above shaking dust and dirt into the newly forming tunnel. 20 times at regular intervals, the doctor would place a tag and imbue it with the Explosive Tag seal with a touch.
A total of an hour would pass before the moles would slowly crumble into another open area. They'd disperse separating into groups of 10 to begin digging beneath and damaging the integrity of this sides trenches. Hopefully making it a little harder for the other side later. The masked butterfly had a different plan though. She'd sneak through the this low dark section of tunnel slowly and meticulously taking in as much as she could of its general layout.
WC= 478
Hopping off the Great Owl maintaining his momentum Dr. Miura lands on a wall of the trench, jumps down to the opposite wall a story down, and then into a tunnel another story down. Naganori runs into the tunnel the 10 or so meters it goes before it turned. The job he'd been assigned was simple: As subtly as possible assault the enemy trenches from beneath. She'd be far below the organic layer of dirt, blood, and soil that extended a few meters beneath the warring ninja.
As the owl slowly caught up, awkwardly hopping through the hall, the doctor would pull out a a tube of ink from her bag. She tilt the tube pouring 25 ml of ink onto the stone of the trenches. Quickly, bubbling ink would form into dozens of moles that would leap at stone of the hallways bend brutishly gnawing until it became a T-junction. Dr. Miura would stay almost motionless as she waited for the moles to bore into the Kiri/Konoha trenches. Though she had little invested in the Village Hidden in the Clouds itself, she highly valued the Land of Lightning. That alone is what brought her out here to the war. As she riled up her convictions, with a simple stray thought Great Owl would fall apart into ink. 20 minutes would pass. Then 30. Then 50. Miura slowly paced behind the moles the rattling of battles above shaking dust and dirt into the newly forming tunnel. 20 times at regular intervals, the doctor would place a tag and imbue it with the Explosive Tag seal with a touch.
A total of an hour would pass before the moles would slowly crumble into another open area. They'd disperse separating into groups of 10 to begin digging beneath and damaging the integrity of this sides trenches. Hopefully making it a little harder for the other side later. The masked butterfly had a different plan though. She'd sneak through the this low dark section of tunnel slowly and meticulously taking in as much as she could of its general layout.
WC= 478
- Bookkeeping:
CP [B+]= 235 - 10 → 225 [UA Boosts +1 stm/ +1 int/ -1 spd/ -1 str]
CP [B+ → A+]= 277 - 5 [Ink Flush - Rats] -60 [20 x Super Beast Imitation - Explosive Tags] → 212
Ending Stats
A+ Stm [212/290]
A Int
D Speed
D Str
