Time to train to be a hero!

The man had simply faded from view. Leaving only his coat behind. For a moment Tsumi stared at the remains of the coat before a pain cut up across his abdomen. He felt the lightning burning him and the blade slicing him and in that second he felt the fear of death. He firmly believed that these three had brought an army to fight him and were trying to cut him down. They had warned him but he had been so confident. However the slash wouldn't go entirely as far as Kitsumi had intended. Instead the blade would arc laterally and reach about halfway through his abdomen before slamming into his hand. His fingers wrapping around the blade. But even then it didn't seem as if it cut as deep as it should. Instead the hand seemed to grow and turn red as did the rest of Tsumi. The blade held firmly despite him bleeding slightly. His black horns would grow rapidly as he towered over Kitsumi now. Those dreadful eyes staring down at him as a crown of flames appeared above his head. This was no longer something they were built to deal with. His inner demon had emerged for his survival.

If Kitsumi was affected by dread gaze he wouldn't even have time to ditch his sword and run. If not he would be caught up to quickly. A hand reaching around his waist as if he were a toy and with a different stance now he would forgo the coordination boost entirely. Instead he took upon himself the form of a demon and its martial arts. His strength raising to A++++ and his Constitution raising to B++. He would snarl as one hand held the sword by the blade and the other if he caught Kitsumi by the waste lifting him to his level. His grip like Iron around him. Painfully squeezing him.

"Get out of my face."

With that he would hurl Kitsumi straight up into the air. Sending him flying at nearly S rank speed up into the sky. His mind shifted into the rage of them trying to kill him. Of the trickery for bringing in an army against him. His demon blood burned hot as he turned to the rest. Tossing the mans sword to the side. The others were slow. Approaching him at D rank speed as she had created clones with blades. Behind them moving slightly faster was a wave of lightning from the girl he hadn't made it to. These kenjutsu users had held him at bay so far. A growl with smoke escaping the sides of his mouth would echo out before he reached out beside him. They were not fast enough to reach him in time but they were coming. His right hand reached out to a nearby pile of rubble since they were in a room filled with it. Cupping his hand he would let out a roar before sending out a wave of stone and rubble at full strength. If they had an army between him and them he would wipe it out. A wave of debris would fly forward at A++++ speed. Slamming through everything in its path like a wave of destruction. However if they hit the clones they would be subsequently absorbed or destroyed by the amplified lightning jutsu flying at him.

However that too would be slower than him. His movement blurred once more as he would charge it. Slamming it with his fist as he took the brunt of the damage. Yet it didn't seem to do more then leave burns on his red skin. If the clones had somehow countered his attack and evaded that wave of lightning he should have a clearish path to the girl who had been launching jutsu at him. So he would charge her down. Lightning was injured in his way too but he would simply attempt to bowl through her if she got in his way at C++ speed. Tanking her sword if she tried to use it or her ninjutsu if she tried that. However in return she would be shoulder checked to the side. A mere swipe of his might to send her flying into a building (Not intended to kill...just some bruises and likely unconscious if she takes the hit). Her clones if they evaded his attack were simply not fast enough to get in his way again. It was clear he was coming for Yasuka. A massive red hand with a cut through the palm would reach out for her. If she didn't find some way to outrun him or stop him he was going to grab her by the face and lift her up. Intent on using her as a throwing weapon to anything or anyone still coming at him.

"Human....call off your gang or suffer my rage!"

Chakra 97/110:

Tsumi Stats
Strength: C (B+) -- > A++++
Constitution: C --> B++
Stamina: C
Speed: C (C++)
Coordination: C --> D++
Intelligence: C (D++)
Perception: B (C++)

A smirk formed and quickly faded from Kitsumi's lips as his blade began to cut into the man's abdomen before being suddenly stopped by the man's hand.

'Well shit. Whoa, What the F-' What would start as a look of disappointment on Kitsumi's face, quickly turned to fear and shock when he looked at the man and saw a demon instead. His instincts told him to run and not stop, but it was already to late. Feeling the sudden grip of the demon man on his waist as he was quickly lifted over the demons head like a a small toy as his hand would crush Kitsumi's spine. Kitsumi screaming out in pain before blacking out, as Tsumi would throw Kitsumi into the air Kitsumi's unconscious body would fly straight up like a rocket with his limbs flapping behind him before reaching the peak height of the demon's throw and beginning to plummet back down to the earth like a ragdoll.

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OoC :

As the wave of rock was sent against her, Lightning had to watch her enemy collect a massive fist full of rubble and dirt, certainly with the intend to send it against her, by the time she was standing up again. Diving back to the ground in response to the wave of the debries sent against her, she wouldnt see whther the rock would be neutralised by the technique or her clones detonating, but quite frankly the only goal she had in mind from that was to get out of it in still good shape.

By the time she looked up again, her clones were gone and stones were scattered all around. But enough was enough anyways. Lightning had seen and felt enough. The stranger that invited them was sore looser at best or someone that intended to try to kill the three genin. Likely he was just in the middle, that being sort of a moron. Standing up and shaking her head she would stand up and spit onto the ground as she sheathed her sword. Before she turned around, she called out to Kitsumi: "You guys have fun with that...", before she passed Yasuka and told her: "Just leave it be...-", before telling her in a more quiet tone: "That guy isnt quiteright in his mind. That wave of rock could have killed us, and that because that one has no control over his impulses at all. I am not dealing with that anymore. Or him." With that, she would pass her and walk toward a place further in the distance, where she would sit down adn watch the reactions of the other fighters, that being Yasuka, Kitsumi, the stranger and the other one, before pulling out a bandage and wraping it around her fingers, careful not to bend the broken bone any further.

The genin winces as Tsumi turns around back to Kitsumi and reacts to his slash by lifting the white-haired man with one hand and squeezing, and she can hear a nauseating snapping sound before Kitsumi is thrown skywards. Yasuka is terrified at this point, fearing her own death or maybe a similar fate to Kitsumi if she gets caught by this clearly demonic genin.

Yasuka realizes that she has very little time when the clones and her ninjutsu are neutralized by the wave of gravel that had once been some rubble next to him. Thankfully, her jutsu had been strong enough to also blast away the gravel before it could hit her, effectively cancelling the two attacks before either her lightning could hit Tsumi or his rocks could hit her. Yasuka grunts as Lightning mentions that she isn't going to "deal with" the situation or with Tsumi himself, and is effectively pulling out of the spar, while the dark-skinned genin is forming her right hand into the half-Tiger handseal for the Body Flicker technique and rapidly focusing chakra to the bottom of her feet. It takes her a little longer than it normally would from how her fingers are shaking, but she jumps back before Tsumi can effectively grab her, and uses her free left hand to point at the wound in his hand left by Lightning's kunai, activating her senbon launcher to send a small, sharp shard of metal directly into the open wound and likely harming their opponent further.

With his appearance so monstrous, and his speed and strength clearly far greater than before, she stops a couple meters away from Tsumi with both hands raised to shoulder height, instead of in his clutches. Still, she's waving them both to show that she's not armed or performing handseals as she deactivates the genjutsu, causing the mist servants to disappear as well.

"Halt! I surrender, you win."

Yasuka lets out a sigh of relief if Tsumi backs off, and she gently removes the senbon from his hand gingerly if it had managed to hit, putting it back in her left hip pouch with the rest of her shards of steel, then crosses her arms under her chest.

"You got carried away. Poor Kitsumi is going to need a lot of recovery time..."

Watching the gang train was quite interesting too Seid. He was mentally checking everyone’s chakra signature with his Rinnegan. There was something peculiar about the Yokai. Being the ANBU Captain he was privy to all military personnel. Even the private sector that deals with missions such as civil war brewing. One called Tsumi was quite strong it seemed when he assumed his Demon form. He had flung another Genin Kitsumi high into the air at an alarming speed. That type of power seemed very dangerous if used in this way. Thankfully Seid was nearby in the air at the time. Seid's disc floated to where Kitsumi was ascending.  Seid held his hand out towards him as he flew under Kitsumi. "Banshō Ten'in." Using his Deva Path powers he gently pulled him downwards.

He suddenly stopped in mid-air, the pull was inevitable. Seid would catch him in his arms. Seid willed the disc to fly to the ground. The Otsutsuki carefully carried him off the Ball and settled onto the ground. Apparently he was unconscious from the throw. A blackout it seemed. Seids eyes trained on Tsumi, "Well done. But I believe this one needs a break." Seid said gesturing to Kitsumi. This was no more dangerous than training with the Twins. "Perhaps you should catch your breath first." The Captain would say to Tsumi before he turned away. He looked around he had done quite the number on the rest. They would undoubtedly be hardened by the ordeal. It all worked out, Seid thought. The Truth Seeking Balls returned to order behind his back. The rest seemed they had already reached their limit. And the bout to be over.

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Used: Rinnegan
Banshō Ten'in
TSB Flight

Tsumi found his hand could not reach for a brief moment. Instead she took that second to damage him as well. A thin needle piercing into the already open cut but not deeply beyond that. Just enough to stick into his outreached hand. Finally after throwing an attack she would suddenly yell her quits. That jutsu she had used....the one that boosted her speed in that moment...it was impressive. Tsumi would try to learn it or mimic it if he could find a way. Some way to make him faster so they didn't get away so easily. However as she called it the genjutsu would fade after a moment and he would glance around him. A moment of thought taking a second in his mind. People didn't just fade on the spot...those clones had been...did he ever actually touch one of them? Maybe they weren't real...and if they weren't real....he wasn't getting jumped...which meant he jumped to his own conclusions and went a bit far due to some pain. A glance at his arm and torso would show thin wounds avoiding vitals that bled but not badly. It seemed his thick skin had stopped most of it and it was all just scary.

A sudden feel of something being removed from his hand brought his attention back with a wince. For a second he had considered swatting away whatever had prodded him but instead he saw Yasuka was already gathering her tools. She would tuck away a needle while crossing her arms and lecturing Tsumi in full demon form. His eyes shifted to Lightning a moment who was staring daggers at him with a slightly messed up arm. She looked tired. However he would rub the back of his head as his form shrank back to normal size and pale skin once more. The crown of fire fading from above his head and his horns shrinking. His gaze shifted to the side as he mumbled a half assed shift at blame.

"Well I was tricked by the use of Genjutsu which...its like...totally cheating. But I...."

His attention would be brought to another who had arrived when he wasn't looking. Bro sure was pale. The horns though made Tsumi wonder if it was a cousin of some sort. Still he mentioned this one needing a break and eyes fell on Kitsumi. Poor guy was all tuckered out. Still he did bleed a bit earlier from his mouth. Aunty always said if someone coughs up blood to take them to the hospital. Still it was a relief someone caught him if he was passed out. That landing sure would have hurt otherwise. Still he would take a breath before placing his hands on his hips. He didn't look too proud of himself but instead his tiny mind was thinking about what to do next. But at least he should go to the hospital for those cuts. He hated stitches so he would ask for medical Ninjutsu. Best not to have scars. Even if they looked wicked cool. Still it popped into his mind finally as a solution. If they were both going there....

"Well to make it up to ya, I'll carry him to the hospital. They can fix him up in no time flat! See you there!"

In the blink of an eye Tsumi moved. He had scooped up the poor broken man with hardly any measure of grace of care. Just grabbed him off the ground like a sack of soccer balls as he brutally princess carried him to the hospital. Still not aware of the full difference between him and normal people. Forgetting the poor mans sword behind and racing through the village leaving drops of his or Kitsumi's blood along the way.

attempted exit

8x35= 280
5 +5 = 10 (royal training grounds bonus)
10 +20 =30 (Four other participants)
30+5 = 35 (Sensei bonus.)

Kitsumi's unconscious form, caught by Seid, and carried away by Tsumi to the hospital. If he had been awake he would have been thankful that he wasn't dead, but he wasn't conscious. Had he been he would have asked Tsumi to grab his sword for him as well, instead his mind played for him the illusion of what could have been if he had stuck to his original plan and left for the land of Iron. No Fights with Demons, just the blissful weather and peaceful samurai...

Exit with Tsumi

Continuing to stare at Tsumi from a safe distance, she would finish up bandaging herself adequately, while the other one, Seid, had caught Kitsumi in the air and her sparring opponent reverted back to his normal form. Luckily Yasuka had heeded her warning. Seeing the damage the other one had caused in this spar, and the lack of holding back, it was a wonder noone died, and she was sure that Tsumi had known exactly how strong he was. Fighting full force and hurting poor Kitsumi like that wasnt the work of a sparring partner, but a coward. Luckily for her she was far enough away to overhear his comment about Yasuka appearently cheating against him, otherwise she would have called him out on it. But for now he seemed to at least have the decency to carry Kitsumi to the hospital.

Shaking her head and waiting until they were gone for a while, she would stand up and wait for yasuka, given she hadnt been going together with Tsumi and kitsumi, thinking to herself that she had knewn from the start that this was a bad idea. She should have went in and used her sword like Tsumi used his strength. In a way that didnt look out for anyone except himself. Next time she would go for vital areas. That much was sure.

[EXIT]

Yasuka shakes her head when Tsumi calls the use of genjutsu cheating, but she can have that discussion later, when Kitsumi isn't so heavily wounded. Or at least when Kitsumi is being looked after by hospital staff. He's lucky that the medical staff in Kumogakure are top-notch, and so is Tsumi, who will probably need some looking after as well from all the cuts all over his body. It wouldn't do to have him get infected from their spar.

At least Tsumi feels responsible enough to want to carry Kitsumi to the hospital himself, although she cringes at the fact that he's carrying someone with a broken spine with so little support... the medical staff would have their work cut out for them, especially if the bones of his spine were grinding against one another. Yasuka gingerly retrieves the sword, careful not to let anyone step over the sword, and especially not herself as she lifts it so the handle is pointed upwards. She even uses the fabric of her pants legs to wipe the blade clean of blood before slipping the blade back in its saya and ensuring that it clicks into place, locking it inside so the blade doesn't rattle around while she carries it out. She doesn't have any way to oil the blade as well, but there's not much she can do about that...

She walks out to meet Lightning, still carrying Kitsumi's sword, but she hurries to the hospital, knowing that Kitsumi would likely be worried about his sword if it's not there when he wakes up.

(EXIT)