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"Shiva Tokita." He says, as he nods his head slowly. The mouth that was normally on his palm, was closed in order to be concealed at his palm. "And your name is, hun?" He asks, as he shakes her hand, before attempting to pull his hand out of her grip. Although he did not try hard, since he had no reason to yank his hand away as if he were being hurt.

Kazuma smiled big for the first time in a long time. His arms retracted as he passed through the illusion. With his left hand, he quickly made a single seal. As the katana came down on his back. It seemed to hit rock. Kazuma's skin was as hard as stone. It was Kakuzu's Skin Hardening Technique. Kazuma caught the blade in his hand and spun around. He plunged his free hand directly into the archer's chest, right where his heart should be. "You lost when you made this a close-ranged battle." Kazuma now had the archer in a tricky situation. He continued to clutch the blade firmly in his rock-hard hand.

[[Well atm I'm just assuming 500 - 800 = -300 (pretty much 0), so you may have blocked one attack, but you're in some pretty deep s**t now. -lol- ]]




Contorting his body into a midair spin as he was swung around; Ian flung up into the air as he kept a grip of his sword, spinning around in front of the enemy's face; Kazuma's one hand gripped on the sword's blade; the other having just passed Ian by in an attack... A deadly opening, the bow master could feel it; the enemy had consumed most of his chakra in that single move... this enemy was now likely near the point of fainting from exhaustion. In his life time, Ian had met and faced off against many opponents, and he'd met many creatures with pelts resistant to arrows and blades, creatures that could set arrows on fire if they came into contact; and some that would even explode the arrows, and their source, on contact with their skin... But he'd never met a b*****d whose eyes were immune to being cut. Two arrows clicked in his hands; twirling in his fingers as he stabbed them down at point-blank range towards Kazuma's eyes; intent on striking this enemy down once and for all.

Nodding slowly, Shiva allows himself to be lead away and towards the destination that Azima had chosen, using his claw like right hand, he lifts and spins the ax around, sliding it into the casing like straps on his back, and skillfully flicking the latch like piece of leather shut, to hold it in it's sheath like casing. "A talk, you say? About what, exactly?" He asks, as he had soon been lead to the destination that she had chosen. A single brow being risen into a slight arc, as he keeps his golden eyes centered upon her form now.

"Ahh..." He replies for a moment, as his golden gaze notes the slight change in her posture. Slowly shaking his head, only once as if to shrug off a thought or two. He answers the question she had used as an example. "I reign from Hidden Stone Village.. And you?" He asks, as he crosses his arms across his chest. The clawed arm crossing over his normal one, as the almost demonic fingers tap against the side of his arm in an almost random beat.

"Ahh, of course. But some times, someone may come from another village, and be of a clan from not that village." Shiva rolls his shoulders in a shrug before he answers her question. "It's a little.. Infection like problem. From my abilities. Nothing to worry about, really. " He rolls his shoulders in a shrug, not really going in depth on this issue.

"Just a little, clay manipulation gone bad..." He replies, as the slit she was inspecting opened, then closed again, sinking rather sharpened teeth into her finger. Shiva's golden eyes snap to her direction, as a slight rise of the eyebrow forms on his features again. She was kind of begging to be bit, that didn't bother him all too much. He simply stands there waiting for her reaction, which was actually only a matter of seconds, clearly.