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"I dont need to know every technique, because the greatest warrior, isn't always the one with the most weapons."

Watching the display, he knew the Aieta he had hit was a clone before she cut through it, thanks to the Sharingan revealing the secret to him. As she ran at him however, a smirk crossed his mouth, covered by the gas mask.

"Your telegraphing your moves."

With that, his right hand gave a sharp, downward tug on the single string he held in his fingers, and he hunched his shoulders and back forward, as his left foot slid across the dusty arena surface around and behind him, before the foot lifted off from the ground. He looked like a major league pitcher from american baseball, after hurling a powerful pitch at thbatter.

With this, the scarf he wore returned to normal, and arched up behind him like the tail of a rattle snake.

As the string he pulled grew tight, the zig-zag weave down the center of the scarf was pulled out, and the scarf became two, rising up behind him. The frigtening thing however was, the countless array of needles now displayed, lining the inner edge of either scarf tail. Like the jaws of the scarf, lined with vicious fangs, the razor needle tips all sparkled in the light.

Kenki's right foot and arm then turned slightly to the left, pulling his body in that direction as well. For a split second, it was as though he were moving in slow motion, as chakra rushed to the left side of his body.

"Cactus twister..."

The chakra rushing to the left side of his body then hit that side of him like a hammer, and resulted in a rapid spin. Kenki began spiraling on the spot like a spinning top, the dirt around him being pushed away by the force of his spin, as the two needle laced tails of his scarf whipped about him like a toothy blender. Aieta could risk going on with her attack, using her sword, but if she were to do so, there would be no escape for her from the vicious cactus twister.

*As he came closer, she slipped an arm around his waist to help support him and led him form the room. Heading down a few corridors, she found another room almost identical to the one they had left and gestured Corbin to sit on one of the beds here*

I dont even know where to begin with this. I really dont, but first I'll fulfill my latest little promise. Here. This is for you. Im assuming you'll know who its from.

*She stretched out her hand from inside her pocket, blood dripping off her nail until she opene dher palm, face up, revealing the ring, somehow clean of her blood, but its imprint standing out bright red on her palm*

He said to give it to you.

In a seedy bar downtown, from.. from Narok. Take it Corbin. I promised him.

*She shut her eyes and breathed out slowly, wondering just how to say what she needed to... and keep both Corbin, and maybe even Narok, safe*

Unlike you, I was very free to feel his aura...

He did indeed come back... apparently for one last drink. I havent felt his aura again since, but something is going on Corbin... something bad. Narok came back, as himself. Not Ragnarok II and I couldnt sense Surt on him anywhere, but Ive never seen anyone look so tired... I dont know why he came, but Im sure it wasnt for the good of his health.
Im not going to relay all that was said, some of it was personal, but he did leave a warning. I think.. no, I KNOW we're going to have to fight again.
Ive known this for days, but didnt know how to tell you any of this. Sophus is missing, Narok reappeared effectively to warn me, Leon.. I mean Lye... is saying the same, and the fact he's even around says something weird is going on... Im worried.

*she sat down then at the other end of the bed and buried her face in her hands*

I dont want to do this again! I didnt want to kill him the first time... how could he come back like that? How can he do that to you? To me even? He knows everything I said to him... Caine's blood I dont want you to fight him Corbin, but I swear thats why he's around again.. something bad is going to happen and one of us is going to have to kill him. Again.
He must know I've blamed myself for his death ever since the last time, and I dont just mean becuase it WAS me... I should have been able to save him. I should have TRIED. I shouldnt have given in to battle lust... and now its all going to happen again.
Its.. one of the only times Ive felt remorse for killing. Total, nightmare inducing remorse.

You're not the one who needs redeeming Corbin. I already asked him not to fight you. Whether there'll be enough of him left when the time comes to listen, I dont know... you're strong. Stronger emotionally this time than me, but NO child should ever have to kill their own birth family. And in THAT, I know FAR more than you.
I would FAR rather you went nowhere near this one... in truth... I wish I'd killed him at that bar, but... I want to save him. He's suffered enough and if he comes back again, if Surt comes back again...

*she shook her head, then turned her gaze to meet Corbins, red eyes once again showing her usual diamond tipped will*

I WILL redeem myself... and I'll set his soul free. I swear that much. If it is you who faces him... please dont kill him until Ive at least tried.

.: The kid likes pain. :.
.: Just because YOU enjoy harming your family. :.

*Roan shook her head and sighed*

The fact that Im not physically trying to stop you should tell you I realise I cant MAKE you choose here. But I will tell you this now. I killed my whole family the night I died. Every. Single. One. Some of them deserved it, but that has NEVER weakened the nightmares, or the pain for those I slaughtered in cold blood. The innocents.
Much as for me that was my induction into what I am now, my truth to bear and turn into my pride and will... it will never go away and it is the sole reaosn I know how to care and regret after all this time. it is the reason I know how to care for you.
But you dont have that problem - you were born this way, with no 'humanity' as such to lose, only your own view of life to maintain. As you are my son, in all but birth, I do not want to see you get hurt... especially for no reason. In any way shape or form. Perverse as it may seem, I promised Narok I'd look after you, and if that means saving you two from each other, then so be it. I gave my word.
I cant stop you from fighting him, but I can damn well make sure I save BOTH your souls before you kill him. It'd just be SLIGHTLY easier if you didnt go straight for a killing blow.

*She looked at him wryly*

Your father is one of the few men I have met in my unlife that has commanded my complete respect.. and admiration. He is a great man Corbin, and he does not deserve to suffer this. The true Narok would never hurt you. If you two must meet on the battlefield.. try to remember that.
Agfter all, you are the only two people in existance who know how to make me truly care.

*She stood up then, pulled a cigarette form her pocket, light it, and headed for the door*

*she snarled, and didnt reply, instead simply leaving the room, content to let her Brujah animal out by slamming the door behind her and stamping on the barely started cigarette outside the door.
Shaking her head to try and clear the rising red mist, she stalked down the corridor, the metal of her boots ringing on the floor, counter pointed by a litany of High Celestian swearing.*

.: You're far too.. :.
.: Not a WORD Take if you ever want to eat again! Ive had enough of this s**t, and Im done fighting for the wrong reasons. Screw them all. Teaching by example is the most pointless task ever invented. I swear I have achieved NOTHING. :.
.: You're wrong, and your being far too hard. But does this mean you're... :.
.: NO Rayth. No matter how stupid people can get, they are still family, and I chose for them to be so. So I wont run away, but that doesnt mean I dont want to smash a few heads right now... one in particular. :.
.: Other women never DO last long around you. :.
.: Can it you overblown battery. This is my angry face. :.

*Eventually, she vanished, both from sight and sound, and any feeling of her presence. For the first time in a long while, she shut off every link to her childer she had... even the much deeper lkink she shared with Corbin.*

*Stepping out momentarilly from the shadows Azraels face was a mix of confusion, anger and sadness. He knew there was much about Corbins past, and how he had come to be his brother, that he did not know, but he had never been aware of how much he seemed to mean to Roan. Despite his deep seeded hatred for her he couldn't help but feel a sting of jealousy.

Azraels mind wandered to the night after his embrace, when he killed his birth father. There was no doubt that he deserved it, and Azrael had never once regretted it, however hearing Roan - the one who had tried to strip him of his remaining humanity for so long - speak about remorse served only to confuse him.

Azrael cursed himself for feeling this way, his hand ran over his self inflicted eye scar and he stepped back into the shadows, his mind in turmoil as he disappeared from the corridor*