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-----Having only recently left his new teammate behind, Wanryoku knew he had little time to learn what he intended. From the day he had learned to wield his brother, Zangai, he had known little, if any, styles of combat would fit beside just throwing and being inventive. Yet not, as he had sat down and slept, a memory had come to him of a foreign named fighting style he'd glimpsed while leafing through the great book of kick-a**, and only in slumber had that translation finally come to him. It was a style for the chain sickle, utilizing the chain and the main weapon end for combat. Even still, it didn't click till he'd woken why it had been so amazing: if he could master that style, he could use it with Zangai! He would become even more deadly with his brother by his side, and this immediately made him desire it all the more!

----- Reaching into the cupboard, he found the scroll he needed. Opening it, Wanryoku read the instructions, and scratched his head before putting it down and grabbing a Kusarigama from a nearby rack. Spinning one end, he swung the other sharply, too sharply, and almost stabbed himself in the face. Still it would deflect attacks! [Deflect :: 1/1 → Complete]

-----This one was practice, at least according to the scroll. Staring at the Kusarigama in his hand, Wanryoku began to spin it around him, first in circles and then in slashes. Well, never said it was difficult. [One with the Chain :: 1/1 → Complete

-----This one was actually of more use. Placing Zangai back upon the ground, Wanryoku turned and threw the weapon, wrapping the chain around a dummy. [Wrap :: 1/1 → Complete

-----The other end within his hands still, Wanryoku spun it about and turned. Throwing it, he felt it wrap around a distant target, hopefully another dummy. Well, he was about to find out! Grunting, he drew on the first dummy and hauled it out of the ground with massive amounts of splinter and crushing noises to go over his head and smash into the distant target. From the noise, yes, it had been another puppet! [Throw :: 1/1 → Complete

-----Why did this make him think of the yoyo? Well, here it went. With a simple toss he hucked the bladed end outwards and hauled it backwards with a jerk. As it landed in his hand, he slipped into another technique he remembered reading. [Sew :: 1/1 → Complete

-----He remembered a time fighting the UHV, when they had launched Kunai at him. Well, had he had this technique he could have deflected it! Bringing it up in time for this imaginary assault, he deflected it! Well, actually, he hoped so, considering no one was tossing s**t at him. [Parry :: 1/1 → Complete

-----Well, this one was easily fun. Again the chain came out, and this time he threw it to another dummy. When he began to twist he hefted on it harder, causing it to tighten as it wound. At last, the blade dug into the dummy, secure. [Ball and Chain :: 1/1 → Complete

-----Bringing it back to his hands with a firm yank, Wan considered the next one. This was...difficult. Bring it outwards, the Kusarigama spun out towards another dummy catty corner to a post. Using the post, he arched the blade around and struck the dummy head on. [Minor Control :: 1/1 → Complete

-----This one he saw promise for! Taking the weapon in hand with a tight grip, Wanryoku transferred his chakra into the chain. With a huff, he threw that end into the floor below, anchoring himself in place. [Burrowing Sickle :: 1/1 → Complete

-----This one would be fun! He spun it around and around, under an arm, around his hips as he, too, spun, giving it more momentum. The blade whistled through the air with each pivot until he launched it out at leg level to hit one of the posts nearby, splintering the support beam with ease. [Pivot :: 1/1 → Complete

-----This one required a...flip?! Who in their right minds...the rest was simple, completely, but the flipping?! Using what he'd studied in his other styles, Wan leaped upwards and flipped, though when he landed he almost face planted. [Flip :: 1/1 → Complete

-----A slash and smash, his kind of action! Swinging both ends, Wanryoku lashed out with the sickle. The instant after, the chain came around lightning fast, and would have broken bones if connecting. [Slice and Smash :: 1/1 → Complete

-----This one, he simply had to smash! Throwing the weighted end forward, he watched it collide with another dummy with a satisfying crunch! Easy as all the hells combined! [Smash :: 1/1 → Complete

-----Looking up above, Wanryoku realized that there was a second floor, and it was visible above! Taking the bladed end, retracting the other, Wanryoku spun the blade by the chain and threw it forward, upwards. When it lodged in place he tugged, and felt it was secure. [Grappling Hook :: 1/1 → Complete

-----This one was hilarious! Tossing the weighted end in the air, and retracting the blade, he lashed out with the latter while "someone" was distracted. Easy to learn by yourself, it seemed! [Hey! Over There! :: 1/1 → Complete

-----This one was stupid, because, simply put, he'd been training this for years. Still, he knew he had to try. So he spent the next half hour or so twirling the blade and practicing, getting used to the steps he took. [Quick Step :: 1/1 → Complete

-----This one was awesome! Bringing his weapon above him, he hauled it down at insane speeds aiming for one target. Yet the instant it got close, he hauled to the side and watched it skid into another target, splintering it into pieces. [Major Control :: 1/1 → Complete

-----This one was odd. Wanryoku spun the weapon side to side, switching hands, switching between blade and chain. With his chakra, hundreds of blades and weights swung, yet when it landed it would shatter the dummy he aimed at. [Illusionary Shackles :: 1/1 → Complete

-----This one was silly in all sorts of ways. Sending chakra into his feet, Wanryoku began to rotate, though to say the least it hurt. Being dizzy always came with spinning, yet oddly...that wasn't the case here! [Whirlwind :: 1/2 → Incomplete

-----The instant his chakra latched onto his movements he spun incredibly fast, turning into a tornado of steel. Spinning away, he launched himself towards another set of dummies, cleaving through them. Boy, this was fun! [Whirlwind :: 2/2 → Complete

-----This one took concentration. Taking a deep breath, Wanryoku took the bladed end by the hilt and concentrated, thinking calmly on what he would do. Then he had it, and the blade glowed. [Violent Slice :: 1/2 → Incomplete

-----Spinning in a circle, Wanryoku swung with all his might. The blade of pure chakra launched forward, tearing another hole in the upholstery by the exit. He almost apologized when he realized had been sitting nearby! [Violent Slice :: 2/2 → Complete

-----This one was a defensive technique, and thus much more worthy of notice. Taking a deep breath, Wan began to spin the ends together. Of course this failed the first time! [Twin Windmill :: 1/2 → Incomplete

-----This was the first time he'd considered doing anything of the sort! So when he tried again, he knew this would be a challenge. The ends spun, and a stiff breeze came from his movements, stirring his hair and clothes. [Twin Windmill :: 2/2 → Complete

-----This one was the ultimate attack! It would allow him to change Zangai's flight to almost perfectly turn corners. Yet he knew that if it were so easy others would have done it. [Mastery :: 1/2 → Incomplete

-----Throwing the Kusarigama, Wanryoku concentrated, remembering prior trainings. It came to an edge, a right angle to another puppet, and Wanryoku snapped the chain to the side. WIth a massive twist the blade moved to the right, slamming into the dummy and piercing it entirely. [Mastery :: 2/2 → Complete

-----This...this was where it got tough. Taking into his hands the Kusarigama, Wanryoku stared at it in deep thought. Could he use this? No, unfortunately. Not even a little. So instead he dropped it, kicked it under a chair, and grabbed up his brother from several feet away. This is where it began. [Recycle :: 1/2 → Incomplete

-----Taking his weapon in hand, Wanryoku felt his brother's relief flow through him. What, would he really leave his kin behind? Scoffing at the thought he began to move through the same trainings. It wasn't easy, as the added weight made it damn near impossible to make the same tight curves, yet another hour passed before he got them all right. Now, he knew, he would be far more deadly. [Recycle :: 2/2 → Complete

-----This would be the greatest test, as he would need Zangai to do it. This was the technique where he could slice through any attack, anything of equal power, and for him...well, for him that was nearly anything. And so be concentrated, eyes closed, muscles slick with sweat. [Reap :: 1/3 → Incomplete

-----The breath slowly released as Wanryoku slowly poured his chakra into his brother. The greedy ******** wanted more, but he would go starved as usual. Instead, he focused the chakra, the stamina, that would be required for this technique. [Reap :: 2/3 → Incomplete

-----And finally, after all was at ready, Wanryoku turned and slung his brother at a nearby wall that was known to have very, very powerful wards. Yet it meant nothing to his brother's weight and the strength of his technique. The ball flew right through, shattering the walls and the door beyond, splintering it inwards and revealing an armory cache within the walls. Well, when did that get there? [Reap :: 3/3 → Complete

-----Still, in the end it mattered little. This style would help him with his movements, with fighting well with Zangai, yet he had a feeling that for once a simple form of violence would not win their fight, yet there was no way to know until he left. And so, knowing that one stop remained for the group, he left. [Exit]

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頁Genichi Oni事
┣The Oni Clan┫
►Genin of Kumokure◄

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Not really knowing on what else to do with himself, Genichi found his drunken self back to the Academy again. Well whatever, couldn't hurt to train more, if he didn't have to do a mission then he wouldn't! If they just wanted to play their higher ups game then he would show them that he could contend just as good as any of the other shinobi, he walked over to a sink and dunked the warm sake out and refilled his gourd with fresh cold water and then turned it from the hydrating liquid to a intoxicating liqour! "Well time to hit the training board." Gen drunk walked over to the scroll shelf and started looking at Fuuton scrolls once again.

Fuuton Ninjutsu :: Tobidougu Henshin Hitofuki [ Projectile Deflection Blast ] :: Rank D :: Training :: Total Post Reduc. [-2]

Genichi found a scroll that he thought could prove useful in his brawls. He started by froming the seals and memorizing them in his drunken stupor, trying not to get other hand formations mixed up in the pattern of the technique he was trying to perform. He could feel the fuuton chakras building up in his stomach. He held the last seal, focusing the chakra flow and feeling his stomach filling up like he was about to barf!
[1/2]

Genichi let out a large gust of wind in front of him, also leaving behind a pretty nasty odor! But any oncoming attacks would have been disabled and that was key. The other shinobi looked down on Gen because he was drunk all the time but he never knew a life where drinking wasn't an everyday thing. So he could be himself all he wanted and wouldn't care about what others thought of him, he never did anyway, always getting ugly stares and nasty looks because of his horns. Screw people, he had his gourd and training what more could you need in life?
[2/2]

Training Complete

⇘ Ⓞ ⓝ ⓘ ⇖

"I'll Drink to that!"

 

[astrasinthewild]

Samuru Sanmiitai

| Jounin | Konohagakure Kumogakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 8,800 |
| Bukijutsu : Weapon Specialist | Puppeteer : Marionette | Jinchuuriki: Nibi |
Chakra 435 | Stamina 215

[This will never be the last.]
[But it will only be the once.]

After sleeping at the apartments for what felt like days, Samuru didn't want anything to do with sleep or staying still or...anything unmotivated. As he walked into the dojo, Samuru didn't appear to be interested in training either though I feel....anxious. Twitchy. I want to do something about this thing. he turned on a heel and moved about, passing by rooms and people without heed. Moving out into the open area, he arched his back, trying to figure out what to do....

[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.]
[I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.]
[Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.]

 

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx

Lost in her own thoughts, Kinpaku had used the time she had on hand to ponder about the potential use of the beast inside of Samuru. It was something to get a handle on, and there had been something she could use. Alas, sealing was never something she had much patience for. The Lady moved in to step around, to study. Fuuin no Kagi was something she needed to work on, for the safety of the villagers.

Unrolling the scroll, she looked over the seal in its complexity and sighed over the lengths this was going to proceed upon. She then moved to unroll yet another scroll, this one blank. To practice the seal at hand. Withdrawing an inkwell and a brush, Kinpaku then turned to study over the shape of the seal at hand.

[1/8]

The overall structure of the key was complex, needing to remember the seal that Myurai had placed on the boy, Samuru. Sighing she worked to remember those, which was difficult enough. The odd points of the seal made it memorable enough. Kinpaku first spent her moments sketching that one out with care. If this was wrong, nothing would work, and her efforts would have been wasted.

[2/8]

Minutes later, when the Raikage was certain that she had emulated the primary seal to the proper degree, her gaze rolled back to the scroll. The first layer of seals about it , and then she'd work her way out. The outer circle, carefully she sketched out the kanji within, knowing it was a possibly wrong. Sneering at the seal, not that it did much to coerce the sheet, she turned again to emulate the outer circle.

[3/8]

She couldn't tell how long she had, but she'd all but given up on paper for the time being. This room... It was private enough for the moment, and had instead aimed to sketch the possibilities on the wall. Again and again, she worked on sketching out the circle. It was ever so obnoxious, when finally she seemed to figure that the first portion was done well enough.

[4/8]

The first ring complete, she had to retrieve a new scroll. Again, the process repeated itself, as she refitted the ring she'd practiced all over, to reflect itself well enough of the base of the seal. The brush slid with minor resistance, glistening black with ink. The symbols she sketched with care around in the space between the ring and the first seal. First portion was complete now.

[5/8]

Another quick slide, and she was studying the next part. Using her examples' rings, regardless of how she'd screwed up the inside of the portions of the seals. A brief shake of the head, and Kinpaku began to structure the outermost portion of the seal. This was where all become complex, outstanding lines of kanji to recreate, she began to loathe this seal entirely.

[6/8]

On the wall, she was back to resuming this sketch work, slight layers of ink moving down the wall as she drew each line. The scroll could be rotated to the proper angles as she finally game down to the next portion. Which meant now that she only had to practice each line vertically. One column at a time she worked, until again, satisfied.

[7/8]

Now equipped with the knowledge at hand, Kinpaku took to the scroll anew, sketching each aspect with care. In the end, she couldn't bring herself to grow haphazard, brow furrowed in irritation. She hated paperwork, and now she was stuck running the lines anyhow. Bit by bit, she rotated the sheet with care, until at last, she'd managed to complete the rotation. Inhaling deeply, she may as well have been holding her breath.

[8/8]
[Fuuin no Kagi learned]

She turned her gaze to the door, and whistled but a moment. Ouninushi arrived on a whim, and she indicated the fuuin symbol. He'd know what to do. And with that, she was left in peace.

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690/690 Chakra
585/585 Stamina

"A mask for every situation..."

"And a performance for every soul."

 

[astrasinthewild]

Samuru Sanmiitai
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| Jounin | Konohagakure Kumogakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 8,800 |
| Bukijutsu : Weapon Specialist | Puppeteer : Marionette | Jinchuuriki: Nibi |
Chakra 435 | Stamina 215

[✠]Arriving at the academy, Samuru didn't stop to talk to anyone...not that anyone would have bothered with him. He was and had made himself an outsider in this village but he liked it that way. He hadn't needed friends in his home village and he didn't need them in this one either I only need my family and her. walking down the hall, he took the correct turn and slid the door open to see the Raikage. Samuru paused before entering, examining her critically "...Kinpaku." he didn't comment or reveal his thoughts from the examination "You wanted to see me."[✠]

[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.]
[I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.]
[Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.]
[✠]

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Mana_ecl Zetsuya

 

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx

The lady Raikage had spent her moments recuperating, and that meant she hadn't quite cleaned up the ink staining the walls in various fashion. Kanji. Circles. It was all seemingly a bunch of random practice of some kind, and she grinned to the young man. He'd changed his hair. Again. As flippant as Sypher had been, it seemed. Well, they weren't garish and bold colors as the young man had been, but regardless of this, it meant little. Shared habits weren't always signs of things to come. "I've been studying and practicing for something, if you're willing to try. I think I can let that beast out just a bit in your system," Kinpaku explained, presenting a now closed scroll.

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745/745 Chakra
640/640 Stamina

"A mask for every situation..."

"And a performance for every soul."

 

[astrasinthewild]

Samuru Sanmiitai
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| Jounin | Konohagakure Kumogakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 8,800 |
| Bukijutsu : Weapon Specialist | Puppeteer : Marionette | Jinchuuriki: Nibi |
Chakra 435 | Stamina 215

[✠]Kinpaku's grin threw Samuru off guard and he smiled back with a little trepidation, tight lipped and not actually friendly. Unbeknownst to Kinpaku, Samuru hadn't actually done anything to his hair other than trim it occasionally. The dye he'd first used when he came to Kumogakure had damaged the roots and it had grown out a blonde white that he'd pretty much ignored since it had happened "I'm willing to try anything." his eyes had a....a hungry look. He'd done his research on demons and their hosts and the amount of power he could gain from the Nibi....it was maddeningly tempting. Samuru appeared calm, taking a few more steps into the room "Have at me."[✠]

[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.]
[I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.]
[Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.]
[✠]

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[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx

The look in Samuru's eyes was something to be cautious about, however the curiosity of the nature behind this seal. Noting the seal, she took one last moment to check over the details. Certain it was well, she finally initiated the seal, pumping in her chakra haphazardly. It was a lot of energy to connect it to the already existing seal, but finally she felt there was a connection of some kind. Breathing in deeply, she presented the open scroll against the existing seal for a moment, pressing the energy into it. A key to the lock, only enough to crack the door to some degree. "Anything?" she inquired curiously.

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385/745 Chakra
640/640 Stamina

"A mask for every situation..."

"And a performance for every soul."

 

[astrasinthewild]

Samuru Sanmiitai
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| Jounin | Konohagakure Kumogakure | Doton : Raiton | AC 8,800 |
| Bukijutsu : Weapon Specialist | Puppeteer : Marionette | Jinchuuriki: Nibi |
Chakra 435 | Stamina 215

[✠]Samuru didn't react to the seal or the actions Kinpaku performed, waiting patiently for her to finish. Once done, he tilted his head at her question "Not....really? I don't believe the seal is weakened enough for me to notice anything yet." he pressed a hand to his abdomen, the slight burn of the seal fading. Samuru had, in fact, felt just a mild burn as the seal was weakened but other than that, nothing. His readings had, however, given him some clues as to what he needed to do "I'll take myself elsewhere for a while and check back with you, if that's all right." he replied, moving so he was half ready to leave. His unwillingness to open up with anyone had not changed in the last few months which was neither a bad sign nor a good one. He was steady, at least, so Kinpaku would have very little to worry about.[✠]

[An endless circle of fighting, death and living.]
[I aim to end this circle, this hellish ouroboros.]
[Watch...watch this fiery rebirth of our world.]
[✠]

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[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

xxxxKinpaku Isshinxxxx

Samuru refused to make mention of anything. A sigh suppressed, she nodded to the young man. He wished to be alone at this point. The time to escape for peace and quiet was now, that much she appreciated of the young man. "By all means, Samuru. Please keep me informed on your condition, however," the raikage requested once before she dismissed the young man. She'd think over what to do, and how to keep functioning. So many had gone. She had little purpose for the moment. "If you need me, I will be around."

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385/745 Chakra
640/640 Stamina

"A mask for every situation..."

"And a performance for every soul."

 

[xNew York Slavex]

Damien walked into the Academy... the one place in the village that he spent the most time and walked to the wall that contained low-level jutsu. Now that he graduated he was able to grab a bunch of them. He grabbed a few of them and walked into a side room where he would have the ability to train hard in Genjutsu. He opened the first one and looked it over, it was something that sounded interesting, looking down at the jutsu; he memorized the handsigns and concentrated he would have to do the jutsu on himself considering that he would have no one else to do the jutsu to. He did the handsigns and placed chakra into every sign, he clapped his hands together and all he could hear was static. It was so annoying, he couldn't even hear his own heart beat at this point.

[[ Kuuden [ Static ] - E Rank Learned ]]

Damien placed his hands in the 'kai' sign and the static sound seemed to fade into the emptiness of the room. He was excited that he was getting a leg up on Akira, he was happy that him and Akira graduated at the same time but Akira was going to be his greatest competition. He opened yet another one and looked at the scroll, it was another that he saw as a good escape jutsu. He did the handsigns and channeled chakra into the last sign as a trigger, everything seemed to zoom into him and he grew slightly dizzy; it was intense... everything seemed to be in his face.

[[ Okuyuki Katawa [ Depth Distortion ] - E Ranked Learned ]]

 

[xNew York Slavex]

Damien used the 'kai' sign again and everything seemed to go back to normal, this was intense. Genjutsu was nothing to mess with and he was excited that he was learning them so easy and so powerfully. He kinda thought about using it on a Academy teacher but that could land him in trouble. He rolled up the scrolls and placed them to the side, he walked out of the academy study room and looked at the wall again. He thought for a moment that he would need a ace in the hole for one of those moments... but he was just going to be patient. He grabbed two more and walked back into the room. Damien had a thought for a moment and decided that he wanted to explore medical jutsu, he walked back out and placed the jutsu on the wall and headed to the Hospital to learn.

[[ // exit to Hospital ]]  

[Mana_ecl Zetsuya]

With things done within the academy for Samuru, she had little else to learn for the moment. The great ninja departed back for the tower.

[Exit]  

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野 ⒶⓀⒾⓇⒶ 心

決 ⓂⒶⓈⒶⓂⓊⓃⒺ 定




Genin of Kumogakure
"With Courage I Will Prevail."

Chakra 250 :: Stamina 250

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Doki Yari :: Bukijutsu Training :: Stage 1 :: Rank E :: Simple :: Forceful Lunge :: Post Maximum [2] :: Post Reduction [-2] :: Total Posts to Complete [1]

Akira walked into the academy and gripped her spear tightly. This was where she would spend a lot of time training and preparing for war and missions. Coming from a Clan that was bred for such occasion, Akira walked over to the training dummies she already had a scroll that was given to her by the Clan leader before she left. It contained the secrets to the weapons art form Doki Yari, that which falls like lightning. Many of the wielders prior to Akira that wielded the legendary spear, all used this art form. Akira's walk turned into a brisk run and when she got closer in towards the dummy she thrust her spear out, by letting it slide in her hand until the ball at the end of the spear was clutched firmly in her hand. The spear head, although in it's sheath, struck the dummy in the head and Akira smirked as she retracted the spear and looked at the next technique to learn.
[1/1]

Training Complete!





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Weapons Equipped:
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• Retracable Spiked Tonfa

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野 ⒶⓀⒾⓇⒶ 心

決 ⓂⒶⓈⒶⓂⓊⓃⒺ 定




Genin of Kumogakure
"With Courage I Will Prevail."

Chakra 250 :: Stamina 250

Doki Yari :: Bukijutsu Training :: Stage 1 :: Rank E :: Simple :: Bo Strike :: Post Maximum [2] :: Post Reduction [-2] :: Total Posts to Complete [1]

Akira looked over the form for the next technique, her body already warmed up from her morning jog around the village. She gripped the shaft of the spear and swung it outward with her right hand, keeping enough of the spear on her side to sway it to the left just short of the dummy. This was to create space in between the practitioner and the opponent. As Akira brought the spear back outward she stepped back and grabbed the top part of the pole with her opposite hand. Another technique she would practice later on but for now her form was flawless and she would become a master of this style in no time.
[1/1]

Training Complete!





Useful Information:

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• Total Bukijutsu Stamina :: Chakra Reduction [-10]

Weapons Equipped:
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• Retracable Spiked Tonfa

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