Battle Love!

Walking into the training area it was a quiet day today but Blitz seemed fixated on training with it being empty he decided to wait until someone decided to show up to train and live up to the name shinobi. Being at six feet tall Blitz had a brown complexion with dark blue hair and similar eye color to match he was indeed a sore thumb sticking out. Wearing his usual attire of a blue and white kimono and the standard shinobi footwear he was only equipped with his fathers blade upon his waist. He basked in the sunlight silently as he could only think of one way to grow stronger without causing any more stress or bringing out the unneeded tension from his counterpart. Partly cloudy skies on this day as the sun would casually be blocked off by a large cloud the silence in the air as the sunlight upon the ground would slowly begin to be concealed by darkness. Slowly swallowing the light leaving nothing but a dark aura in its place the area would indeed grow colder as a tiny breeze pushed its way through the village it felt as if the sky was going to cry on this day. Or was this just the weather taking form and shape for something more eventful to come. Going off to sit on an empty bench. He closed his eyes and began to ponder about the life he was living and how he needed to do more in this life to please the future ahead of him. Basking in the silence he could only chuckle.

“Thinking is dangerous if you’re doing it. Don’t end up killing us.”

From within his mind the thoughts of the other made its way intruding in on the thoughts of the male rattling the ideas in his mind but regardless he had no choice but to continue the battles or missions. Growing stronger needed sacrifice and he paid the price a long time ago growing a partner within his mind and being held to high standards against the fire swordsmen himself. With the other two off somewhere the six eyes that fell upon him showed he wasn’t on the level they were but indeed he would carve his own path through pain and conflict. Chuckling once more to laugh off the pressure from within this was something he needed to see for himself if there was a way to grow stronger in a short bit of time. Gazing up into the sky the cloud was now moving out of the way revealing the sun once more unveiling the darkness as the sun took over once more blessing the earth with its rays of life. As it carved through the darkness once more blessing the training grounds keeping its warmth and vivid combat experiences clean and ready.

“.....”

Today, Touka had a few plans to do around the village. Nothing comes before daily training. Doing her usual morning routine after waking up: Eat a piece of toast. Brush her teeth. Tie her hair up so none of it gets caught in her torso wraps. Wraps her torso in tape from just below her chest, down to her hips. Don her tight cropped tank top and slightly baggy joggers. Tape the bottom of her pant legs to stay secure in one spot. Tape her ankles tightly, though not too tight. Putting on a pair of dark navy standard issue shinobi sandals. Strapping two baldrics to her back. Applying more tape, though this time it’s for her wrists and all the way up her forearms. These really accentuate the lean muscle of her arms, leaving a better understanding of how she is built for those who see her without her cloak. Finally, is a misty grey overcoat type cloak, held in place with 3 metal snap buttons starting under the chin and ending just above the collarbone. It also have a subtle flap opening on the back, just right for easy of access for sword hilts.

Walking out to her living room, she kneels in front of a shrine to her parents. Always starting her prayer to then as if they were sitting there themselves. ”Good morning. Mom. Dad. Headed out for the day again. I will try not to stay out too late. No need to worry about me today. I grow stronger with each passing day specifically for you both. Be sure to think about what you want for dinner tonight.” Touka would stand and kiss both portraits before bowing. Rising out of that position, she would reach out above the shrine, grabbing two beautiful shinobigatanas, forged by her late father himself. Sliding these into her baldrics, she heads out of her house taking the most direct pathway to the training grounds.

Upon reaching the entrance, she bows before entering. ”Thank you for allowing me to train in such an area to hone myself to protect you at a later date.” A few steps in, she realizes a figure sitting on a bench located in the entrance area. She doesn’t turn her head toward them, but instead strengthens her posture and hone her focus on her destination. Hewd held high but not too high to avoid culturing the unnecessary notion of nobility. Just enough to exude an aura molded specifically to prevent most interactions. She walks by with her well practiced powerful gait. This is easily backed by her unusually tall stature for a female her age, even to herself as she knows she still has a bit of time before she fully stops growing.

Minding his business on the bench seemed the best way to make a new acquaintance; he just needed someone to train with nothing else he really wanted. She was giving off a subtle energy, something which she clearly did on purpose. This indeed would be his training partner for the day someone new to him from head to toe he had never seen before kunoichi just like the others stood out in her own way. Indeed, being in the village had opened his eyes to the sight of the rest of the shinobi that promote this village, each fighting for something to be fierce. This was indeed a land of monsters he was adopted into. Gazing down upon his fathers sword his face burned within his mind searing the pain of losing his family. His rage was enough for him to quit but it seemed by the grace of one woman. There was a chance he could learn how to release such pain but for now it seemed best to apply pressure on this stranger allowing her to get a chance to grow stronger and smarter in combat was something he enjoyed watching in his fellow shinobi. Standing up as he came about the height of six feet he only gave out a chuckle before letting out a couple words to the shinobi hoping she would extend the offer back towards him. He meant to keep it friendly after all but only if she would keep her word about going all out with him the options belonged to her but he simply wanted to push her limits to the best of their abilities. Placing his hand upon the handle of his blade he began to speak with a certain smile upon his face.

“Care to spar with a stranger? Combat is good for the mind, we all learn something.”

Removing his sword from its scabbard he drew it upon the young woman ready for her to be prepared at least for her to turn her gaze upon him a fellow shinobi needed to at least be aware of their surroundings. Such poor training on his part when it came to making new friends, everyone he met it was a simple fight that how he engaged them wondering who was smart and the strongest. Being modest he was only trying to train at his best with everyone and anyone allowing him to understand combat much better than the last fight he was in regardless if he was defeated the fire in his heart would burn bright. She indeed was a shinobi but he wanted to push her limits. He wanted to see for himself how prepared the other shinobi were and if their training actually meant something. Looking back his training was indeed in hell but it was worth it to allow him to see clearly for what was in the ladies best interest and if her soldiers couldn’t make it then it would all fall apart.

Or worse another would replace him with simple talk like this was never meant to corrupt his mind but it was clear the corruption was already seeded and spreading. From within he watched the boy yet again confront another shinobi attempting to force them to train with him, such a nuisance to others when it came to training but he lacked combat skill to the highest degree. Feeling the scars from that day upon his torso only made him remember that he needed to give up on the feelings of the weak and begin to learn his own path. Within him the second could only watch in amazement before whispering in the mind of the shinobi giving him more distrust in his actions but it was only to give him a little tease and jolt of energy. Pushing Blitz to his limit was the key to his success and he needed this to happen in another battle or training as Blitz called it hopefully something would rattle in his mind on not to push it too far. With a cough he began to talk in the mind of the shinobi giving him a little pressure.

“Training huh? Got what it takes against everyone or are you looking for death? Tell me.”

Touka would somewhat ignore the words of the seated individual, though keeping eyes on him. He first reaction to anything he does is only provoked by the drawing of his sword. Unknowing of this man's intentions, being vigilant at all times, she immediately draws a sword as well. Dominantly righthanded, she loosely holds the sword in front of her as she faces him. A strong yet questioning expression covers her face, though she doesn't speak out. Waiting to see his next move, she watches intently. Any and every move he makes, this is what she hopes to keep mental notes of just to insure her own safety.

It was about this time the individual spoke out again, though this time it was in a much different tone. This tone immediately send shivers down her spine causing her to unconsciously solidify her stance, moving from a loose stance to a tight and strong one. Sword grip no longer lax, but pointed more intently. Her facial expression would follow suit, switching from that questioning look to a more furrowed expression, relentless and anger fueled. It almost put her in the mindset of her past, though considering she is facing someone seemingly of her village's roaster of shinobi, she knows killing should be avoided as much as possible. This doesn't simply rule it out as a possibility though, should she be pushed into such a corner to have to resort to it in the first place. Awaiting for his response, whether it be verbal or physical, what he does will determine what she reacts in kind with.

He didn’t know what gave the girl the impression he was dangerous but her form tightened up and she went from unknowing to cautious. Blitz had been silent the rest of the encounter but it seemed she sensed something else. He wondered if this person was like the red eye demon making contact with his other half was no small price to pay for his failure in becoming a strong shinobi but indeed something about this woman caught his attention. Sheathing his weapon he quickly met his hands forming a set of hand signs before releasing the jutsu into the vicinity by clapping his hands loudly. From a range of twenty meters the area around him and the woman the temperature and nature of the area would change as a cold grip would creep around the both of them before latching out in an attempt to reach and confine the woman. If the woman was out of range the land before her would indeed appear to be corrupted by the cold frost he produced from within. Blitz watched to see what she would do or if she was capable of fighting off such an easy attack; the only difference was if she was able to counter him with something even more deadly. Wanting her to push her efforts he wanted to see if she could also help him become stronger and wiser in combat but for now this is what he desired for her to feel the pressure.

“Absolute Zero Series: Winter’s Grasp!”

This was only the start watching the jutsu do its job in an attempt to capture the girl he would decide to come up with a follow up plan to make sure the pressure was indeed on her. With his attempt to capture her in play he decided to keep on the defense hoping she would get around this jutsu and range. Whistling a little bit a sensation crept up in him reminding him of his childhood as the cold raged on. He was in the mood to battle and train with this individual till one of them was tired out; his bare hands remained at his sides watching to see what she would do in response. A shinobi must never show their true cards or color but it seemed he was never resistant to pull one out in front of his comrades in hopes of receiving the same treatment or even a better learning of the situation. From where he stood the decision was made quickly activating his jutsu from within both hands and crafted two swords made of ice with his hands gripping upon the handles of each blade. He felt the determination of growing stronger swell up in his chest as he only wanted to continue to move forward from this day on. The women on the other hand would likely avoid this ability. Wishing for his opponent to make it out was the best sign of a battle meaning he would be forced to stay on his toes and be vigilant to his surroundings and person.

“Let’s train and become stronger. Stranger.”

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Just as the man in front of her began to form seals, Touka would stand and watch his every move. It wasn't much longer after that ice began to crawl and cover the ground between him and her. She immediately forms a half tiger seal, a seal she hadn't formed in many years, but this time it almost came out subconsciously. It caused her to match the ice's speed and stay out of range, darting backwards by 15 meters dragging her left hand on the ground as it happens. As she raises from her 3-point stance, she turns sideways while keeping her sword pointed towards her opponent. Taking a few deep breaths, if he were watching her close enough, he would notice that her breathes would grow slower with the passing time. She would hold this pose for a few seconds before forming a seal and pointing at him with her free hand. Immediately, out came a couple of balls of water, that hurtled towards him at an unexpectedly quick pace.

Waiting for his reaction, Touka would stand and watch, realizing that when she dodged is first technique he started to form swords out of what seems to be ice. Though she already sent 2 blasts at him, it's too late to take into consideration his swords. Nonetheless, she waits and watches for his next move. Though during this waiting stint, she would also activate another ability: chakra flow; Coating her blade in suiton chakra, that flows in the direction, from the blunt edge straight to the sharpened edge of the sword. Touka is completely unaware of his intentions, or the reason as to why he randomly drew a sword at her, but she does not want to take any chances at letting him get the best of her. Deciding it would be best to have things pre-applied in this situation as she is completely unaware of how strong he really is. Preparation and distance is what she would think to herself, letting those words strengthen her stance and spirit. Though, still holding her scowl, she still does not speak out, let alone open her mouth. Though with such strong facial expressions, it might not be necessary to speak. Though his mention of ‘training and growing stronger’ made her raise and eyebrow for a second. Who considers training randomly attacking an individual who is minding their own business… the world may never know.

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He watched closely as she increased the distance between herself and him. It only made him wonder what else she had under her sleeve but it was indeed time to push to see the limits of this shinobi. After getting in position the woman fired off her jutsu something which was deviant but not so lethal. Lifting his right hand as he focused his chakra from his lung he breathed outward above his clenched fist. Blitz manipulated the air from his lungs and around him, casting off two orbs of wind firing off at his whim. Cutting through the air at incredible speeds but only for one goal to create a clear path by first crushing the opponent's attack, clearing the path as the jutsu remained on its course towards the young woman. Blitz started his attack moving behind the wind he had time to spare but it did amuse him to actually put some thought into his attacks. This indeed was training he needed to prepare for the threats that haunted him every waking moment even if they were meant to help him grow their sense of justice didn’t seem complete to him. Releasing the wind in front of him before the jutsu had a chance to get out too far ahead of him he made his choice to attack more aggressively and learn more about this woman. In his thoughts he decided to activate another jutsu as he closed in about ten meters on the young kunoichi quickly splitting the attack by forming himself a water clone Blitz rotated out and around to her right side as the water clone did the same from her left. Wanting to see what she would do he wanted to push her even harder to go further and beyond her limits. Every shinobi should be aware of their own limits at times. Simentionusly the two shinobi began to speak together as if one was directing themselves to the young shinobi.


“Show your strength! Train like your life depends on it!”

The two shinobi both wielding dual ice blades, came in slowly closing the gap to intercept this young fighter in hopes she would succeed in what he was wanting for someone to step up and move forward. As the distance closed down Blitz would lunge forward swinging for her left kneecap as the clone himself would leap into the air above the two coming down with both blades aiming for her shoulders. If this trap was successful Blitz would come to a halt before making any sort of contact as would the clone keeping the blades center over her shoulder so the coldness could be felt. If this trap were to miss Blitz would retreat back, distancing himself about five meters away from the woman if she did have a means of escaping the two. Nothing mattered more than growing stronger and smarter by the day he was ready for the fight but he also wondered how much would this woman show to him.

“....”

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Almost in a flash, a blink of an eye, Touka's 2 gunshot bursts were nullified by the stranger's own 2 bursts of wind. These travelled far faster than her own technique which surprised her. In an instant, they were right on her leaving her with only one option to attempt. Without raising her arm she would form the half tiger seal once again. While doing so she would also notice the man running behind his technique and forming a single water clone. Though she wasn't quick enough to completely evade the initial attack, one of the bursts clips her left shoulder as she takes one step to the right, throwing her slightly off balance. Luckily the man wasn't nearly as fast as he first attack so it gives her enough time to straighten herself out. Patiently waiting for them to come within range, watching one step to her left with a low swing and the other jumping up coming down at her with both ice blades as well.

With not much to counter a two-sided attack, she decides to risk the situation on this one maneuver. She swings her left leg back and her right arm in a circular motion, perpendicular to the ground and to the blades of the man and his clone. Resting everything on this, she forces so much will into it that she accidentally speaks the name of her technique. "Ebbing Wave." Though all of this she still holds her scowl, though more intensely during her attack that she is using defensively, in hops of it being successful. Her body twists in the air, lowering her altitude and almost floating for a split second as she straightens her body. All except her arm that swings her blade. First it clashes with the ice blade of the one on the ground before swinging up in a quick attempt to connect with the two from above. Though, regardless of if the blades make contact with her body, she already has a plan to follow up this initial bout.

Touka lands on the ground on all four limbs, pre-primed with an upward swing of similar speed towards the clone, as she rolls out 3 meters away from them. She would flail a bit from her dismount as she expects to have been cut at least once, just scrambling to get to her feet. With this she plans to collect her thoughts in an attempt to think of her next move. Raising her sword into the high stance, sharp edge pointed to the sky, blade tip pointed at the two, should the clone still be around. Something she normally doesn't do, she holds her hilt with both hands as she lowers her hips into a low and wide stance, almost coiling herself for whatever may come next.

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Watching her skillfully dodge the first attack made him smile. He was excited but he needed to remember only to expand on her until she reached her limit. This training was needed for everyone in the village. At least that's what he kept in his mind he wanted to push even harder coming in for this attack but her brain was currently moving faster then he was and that was something that made him more interested. Coming in for the low and having it received and blocked was nicely done as she flipped her way out of danger he decided to continue the training the best way he knew how. Giving no complaints to her success he spotted a little mark upon her a tiny injury due to training but it only meant that she was learning in the process enough for him to continue to push her. With this he responded with only a grin showing his bare teeth he responded silently only letting the air set between the two of them allowing her to think of her next plans and what was to come he didn’t mean no harm but if harm did come in training it was only beneficial for the growth of one's character. Having the clone disperse the ice swords from its hands and disperse the water itself he made up his mind to increase the training for both their sakes. Chuckling while gazing at the kunoichi he was enjoying himself making a new ally on the field of battle. He was always nervous at first but he wanted to see the lives of each shinobi and what it meant for them being a warrior of this village pointing at her injury he began to talk.

“Remember our enemies on the outside won’t give us any mercy. Shinobi. Excel. Grow. All for the savior. Be on guard, our training is just starting. It’s a pleasure to meet you by the way. Call me Blitz.”

Holding his hands out for her to see, Blitz dropped the damaged ice swords and formed another set having the first two in front of the shinobi disperse and leave chunks of ice upon the ground. He began to push her limits from this alone leaning forward Blitz began to concentrate his chakra focusing around him up to five meters. Cooling the temperature in the air to exactly zero degrees focusing his chakra as he gazed at the woman he made no hand signs. Continuing to wield his dual swords he decided to take note in this training to prepare himself for the hard work he must achieve or at least attempt too. It seemed better to train others the way he’s been trained. Pain never meant the training was awful. Sometimes work was needed to get past certain obstacles. Grinning he began to take a step and another before feeling the difference in the earth floor underneath of his feet quickly he began to move his legs skiing across the ground leaving a slippery trail of ice behind him. Cooling down the temperature in the area as he speed increased, he made sure that his plans to push her to new limits was achieved even himself was daring to push it further than need be.

Coming in close he quickly aimed to go around the woman taking her left flank out first he intended to encircle the shinobi between the ice trapping her and leaving nothing but ice in his wake. Pulling around on her right he began to close in for the attack letting her see his movements and true intention the smile from earlier returned. Blitz began his assault skiing down towards the woman aiming to cut her left thigh and torso not deep enough to leave any casualties but the weapons themselves thirsted for the thrill of battle. Aiming for her body parts he came in swiftly with full intentions to see what she would do in response leaving one injury upon training was nothing these were nothing he was used to receiving but maybe it was because he didn’t want her to get the wrong impression. Regardless he treated this like actual combat. Whispering underneath his breath as he came down with intense speed locking eyes with that of Kunoichi.

“Show me who you are.”

Spoiler:

Touka stands their, coiled and awaiting his approach which soon came. Though starting slowly, the man would almost exponentially increase his speed. No matter what he did, she would hold her stance for until he got close. Granted she might not be able to hit him with this attack, it shouldn't prove useless as it would divert his pathing slightly. Watching as he would skate around her, leaving ice in his wake, her body begins to slightly creek from the cold atmosphere. As he came in for his first slash towards her leg, she would shift and release her body in a single forward thrust even faster than her previous attack though only by a slight margin.

During her release, she had finally processed what he said before he approached her, as he spoke of training and such. This definitely threw her off as she thrust forward, despite just barely missing her target as his shoulder. She watched him shift slightly to his right, still slashing her leg but just barely slashing her torso as he had planned. Though, she did not flinch at the pain, as such is not as much as the pain of losing her parents. As she attempted to regain her bearings in this battle as he only continued to increase his speed, she would attempt to follow him with her eyes though it is proving to be difficult. He would ski around before slashing her again on her leg causing her to growl slightly at the pain. Not able to think of any other way to combat his speed, she would stab her sword into the ground before forming identical seals on both hands. Outstretching her arms in opposite directions, 2 10meter waterfalls form on either side of her starting from the outer edges of the man's ice paths.

As the waterfalls raise up and form, they would slowly freeze and form a shell of ice around it, making a sort of ice wall in his pathway. The waterfalls become completely froze before they can reach their height as all the water from the ground that was left was frozen. This isn't what she intended but it did something at the very least. Immediately after she would form 4 seals with an extra snake seal at the end before releasing a powerful stream of water from her mouth as he approaches one of the ice walls.

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Indeed she impressed him upon his right shoulder a little bit of clothing was torn. She was aiming for the right spots but early in the game it was still training. Leaving the thought of her landing attacks on him to be her way of training made it much more amusing instead of pushing her limits. Licking his lips he desired her to be stronger sooner than later but the outcome would have to wait for such a day when she can stand blow for blow against this shinobi. Snickering to himself Blitz came around once more from around her back into the view of the woman. The attack was simple and didn’t require much as Blitz came around for another turn at the women but it seemed this time she was willing to defend herself with more of a plan then he expected. Upon his path he seemed to have a new obstacle in his way growing and spraying water around the whole place only for a brief moment until the waterfall itself transformed into a large ice block. Stopping his pathway it only made sense this was a trap to have him cornered he thought the possibilities of going around but it seemed best to meet the conditions of this woman with whatever she was demanding.

The wall was a distraction with his eyes quickly darting back to her she was indeed moving onto the next step already having him in range of the wall now in range of water. Hostile indeed but she did manage the trap hitting the male directly upon chest knocking him off his jutsu and onto the ground doing this released the ice in the area immediately. Forcing them to melt into water around the field and releasing the hold on the waterfalls soon after during all this Blitz remained motionless on the floor feeling a slight sting upon his skin from the water. Chuckling to himself he realized this was what he was training for to feel such pain and grow stronger from them the quickness of that attack was something he must pay her back in respect. Patting his clothing from where he was struck a hole now remained showing off some of his skin this only made him wonder how many more skills did she have in her arsenal and was this training effective enough to allow him to grow. Rising up as a tiny bit of blood was shown on his wound he gave it no attention as now his grin returned such training was the way of the shinobi it was pleasant to see someone else among the shinobi in the village believed this was the way of training. The distance between the two was only twenty perhaps twenty five at best since he was the one circling around her she kept her guard up and delivered an impactful attack yet his training had braced him for such assaults keeping him cool and collected.

The pain upon his wound at this point was nothing left but if not treated correctly it would form another scar to remind him of the person he met on this day releasing the ice swords from his possession it seemed it was time to act a little more serious. Seeing how she would stand to his next attack would be something to watch and enjoy but it was even more exciting to know she can now hold her own to some degree. He now wanted to see her bend and fight him off during all this. With this thought process there was something he wanted to try and see if she was really ready for this life that even he wasn’t ready for at the moment but indeed he can say battle made his skin thick. Allowing her to watch Blitz form a Seal of Confrontation such a name was drawn to him and made him think of himself regardless the jutsu itself was nothing to scoff at; using water left behind on the field from his ice made it even easier. From about a hundred meters Blitz covered the training grounds itself in a thick mist. The mist spread about covering the trees and so forth pushing out making sure her escape wasn’t something she could easily run out of but indeed he planned this to entrap and force her to push her limits once more. He didn’t need to see where she was when he could feel her chakra pressure but this indeed made the training something to enjoy a touch of scenery and battle made his heart rush for excitement. Setting the tone as he disappeared from her view clouding her vision with the mist he only intended to push her harder but not enough to kill her but simply keep her sharp and vigilant. Stepping away slowly increasing the distance from her and him he stopped once he made out the distance to be about forty meters increasing it and hiding himself deeper in this jutsu made it more entertaining.

Forming a set of hand signs this was his own counter attack fighting this woman only allowed him to think more and battle less but it was smart to train his mind about battle tactics for him to use in the future. Increasing the distance but remaining in range to the woman was vital for this jutsu but he could only picture her face when this monster would be released. Finishing and releasing the jutsu Blitz formed a tiny version of himself appearing to be a child about the height of a toddler with a black and white kimono the child wore no shoes as his eyes and hair were exactly similar to that of Blitz down to the very detail. He knew her location but it was only time to see where this would lead for her in the mist the attack was sprung and he decided to fight back. The tiny water clone dashed through the mist heading directly for the woman nothing but a tiny grin upon its face before attempting to make contact with the woman this indeed a was bomb he could only wait and see what she would do if the bomb did make contact everything in twenty five meters would be caught in the radius of the explosion. Yet Blitz himself controlled the jutsu releasing it anytime would indeed set off the bomb but he made sure to at least allow her to escape some of the radius. Smiling as he waited in the mist waiting and watching he only began to feel the blood rush to his heart as he stood in anticipation. Nothing was to be said if the woman was caught in the explosion but he assumed she would be stronger than that to let some random opponent do her in for good.

“Interesting, show me more.”

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This individual entirely confuses Touka. She doesn't understand his motive or his actions, and very much does not understand why he would mention training after he had shown hostility towards her. This statement put her on her back foot at the same time as watching what she threw at this man as everything that has been going on just doesn't make sense to her. It was about this time after she landed her attack on him surprisingly that he began to back up while forming seals. Mist started to pour in all around obscuring him from her vision. This caused her to become a bit worried, even if this worry was held back a tiny bit by those words of possible training.

With this mist collecting all around, Touka would also begin to slowly back away from the last place she saw him before remembering that the mist is indeed a water source. Immediately, she forms a few hand seals herself, forming 2 water clones of herself. These clones make their way towards where she last saw Blitz, only to come into contact with a smaller version of him. The sight being super unexpected, they hesitate for a bit before attempting to capture him. Entirely unexpected, the small form explodes the instant either of the clones come in contact with it. This destroys the clones immediately, and blasts Touka back by 10m. The blast causes more confusion in her head and a bit of a ringing in her ears, disorienting her as she attempts to pick herself up off of the ground.

"F*ck."

Unknowing what exactly that explosion was, it irritates her as she wracks her brain about the intentions of this man. Does he mean to do harm? Does he only mean to train? Is he completely delusional about this entire ordeal? None of it makes sense to Touka. The more she thinks, the more she becomes confused. Unsure of what to do next, she retrieves her shinobigatana once more before reentering her Water Fang stance and reapplying chakra flow to it in waiting for the next move of this individual on the other side of the mist.

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He realized that this training had come to an end; this was all he could do for now against her but it seemed best to wonder if she was able to push herself from the explosion earlier than he thought if she actually made contact. But the sense of her chakra still remained untouched from the attack; she didn’t use much to escape the damage but indeed it was smart enough to cushion some of the blow. Gazing around himself as he remained hidden in the mist upon his right side embedded into a nearby tree some type of weapon was seen with a long black pole that was patterned around the handle with carvings to increase the grip upon the weapon. The weapon appeared to be a scythe, one of good length and height as it rivaled his own indeed such a weapon as this was left behind from another training session. Or someone simply had no more use for it, maybe giving up their life as a shinobi they offered up their weapon to anyone that seemed interested. Pulling out the weapon it was obvious that this should be something she should look into rather than those small weapons something meant for a warrior of the village hidden in the mist.

Resting it upon his right shoulder he made his way cutting through the mist slowly and surely pushing his way to the women as he reached halfway he decided to lift the jutsu of the mist revealing his location and new found weapon upon him. Smiling from the hole upon his clothing he noticed she was ready once more to fight but he decided otherwise and brought this weapon. The blade on the scythe was clean and smooth. The previous owner did a good job on preserving the weapon even after leaving it to nature for who knows how long but this was a weapon meant for the other he had his own plans for the weapon he wanted. Removing the scythe from his shoulder he stabbed it into the earth in front of him having the blade pointed her way so she could lift it out and rest it on her shoulder if she wanted he could only smile. From his point of view he wanted her to gain more strength from battling him so he would continue to pursue her and push her to the very limits that would allow her to destroy her enemies.

“You’ll need more length to reach me next time.. For now training is over with rest and when we train next time it’ll be the same as today. Pressure makes diamonds.”

Waving his farewell to the women he never met, Blitz had seen enough for the day and was happy enough to leave the women alone for the rest of the day. The next day or so forth to follow she would not be lucky; his interest in fighting was unique as he had been poking his mind since becoming a shinobi. Now it seemed best to train the others in skills and situations based on reality of the missions they would soon face without their fellow partners or sensei they would have to defend themselves from the unknown. Making his way out towards the exit Blitz headed off back home as the sun started to reach the horizon he decided to meet more of the shinobi that lived in this village.

-Exit Thread

Touka stands waiting for anything to appear near her exiting the mist. As ready as she can be to defend herself from this individual who has proved to be very skilled. After a few moments of anxious waiting, the mist dissipates leaving Blitz standing in the middle of the open area. Touka begins to take a step towards he as she notices that he is no longer wielding his ice blades, but instead a large scythe. Stunned and confused as to where he even got this weapon from, she halted her approach. This is when he began to speak once more. He spoke on her needing more length to reach him and that training was over. That statement about training really stumped her as she wasn't even truly aware that he was even attempting to 'train' her. In her mind all he did was speak on training once before attacking her. This man truly bested her, in mind and in battle.

Though his methods seemed very weird to her, his final statement did stick with her. Pressure makes diamonds. He wasn't wrong. Intense situations do indeed provide excellent experience and insight into what should be done and how. That much did sway her mind on his status and mentality, though only slightly as she does still question his method of doing such. Pressure can be applied even without the element of surprise within the training area. Though since it is already over, Touka decides to leave it be and continue on to train her own regiment, probably at a lighter level than normal considering the preceding events.

(Thread End.)
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