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The shurikens heading towards Ranmaru worried everyone but Ranmaru. He took the shuriken, allowing them to hit him and bounce off. Ranmaru could take blades, they did not break his skin. He sighed. Maybe he needed something with a little more force. He smiled, it was good that Akira had put up that forcefield. Everyone in here could go all out without having to have to worry about destroying the village. He dropped the huge case that he was carrying on his back and snapped it open. It contained a large amount of weapons. Ranmaru simply took up the bow and arrow for now. "How thick is your skin, I wonder." He let loose the string, firing an arrow at the demon. After that he simply grabbed his hammer with ease.

Akira sighed. He was holding back the demon within. It always got restless when it was around a being of great power. Akira did not mind, if not for the fact that he was not supposed to be here in the first place. He brought out his Anbu swords, one of thing holding the feather known as the One Winged Angel. He sighed as he started running towards the beast, blades outstretched. HHe would attempt to stab the Demon in the chest with the blades.

Saizo finally got into action. He decided to take the risk, maybe see if he could find a weak spot. He focused his chakra into his hand, There was a chirping as a ball of lightning in his hand. Then Saizo split the technique between two hands. Then preformed the body flicker technique, using stealth to close the distance between himself and the demon before forcing both Raikiri's into the beasts chest.

As the boat pulled up, Dawn and Knight rushed off of it. They had heard news that an attack of Hidden Grass was happening and they wanted to finally prove thier valor. They Wanted so bad to be ANBU so this is how they would show thier stripes until the next jounin tournement came around. They hoped that there were other ninja helping out, but not too much as to steal the show. Apparently this enemy was a fire type monster. They would surely burn him.

After the two twins ran off the boat, Hurdy emerged slowly and non-caring. He heard there was a fire enemy, and being as that was his new forte, he wanted to test it out. The sun burned high over his head and he felt it's power flow to him. He was in Hidden Grass after all, he couldn't garuntee it would remain un-singed. He was compressing his fire abilities on the boat, as not to burn it down, but now he let it out, a diameter of hot air followed him. He say two young ninja just run off, he himself would be thier shortly.

The sensation seemed to come from the top of the world. IT seemd to come from the the sun. It was just there in one moment asborbing the fire from the Dragon. At first the phoenix would be unseen..until the fire let loose and it exploded. The phoenix would float there. It's powers unknown to most humans...Most had never seen such an entity before.. THe phoenix only glared at the Dragon..had it not known that it was the creation..that IT WAS THE Spark of Life...That it was FIRE! The phoenix only glared as it decided to take the form of a human.
However none was deserving. She then sensed the fight in one woman. And one alone. She flew down to her..And into her chest. Tamao would be the Phoenix. And The Phoenix would be her..and for right now..there mission was to destroy the fire Dragon.

Hidden Grass

Tamao had continued her reckless charge forward, heedless of the threat the that lay directly in front of her. For a moment at least, the vast beast had nearly fallen to the ground. That meant it could be knocked down. That meant she had to got close enough to do so. If it would let her. Even as she was rapidly closing the distance to where the dragon was, it apparently took notice of her presence, and spat a volley of superheated air and fire just before her. She wasn't foolish enough to charge straight into those flames, so she halted her charge for a moment. Possibly not enough. As the heated orbs struck the earth, they melted the rock and practically vaporized the grass and dirt. A blast of superheated air nearly bowled her over, but she stood her ground. For how much longer, it was impossible to say. Already, the ground beneath her was getting hotter and hotter. Much more and she wouldn't even be able to remain standing without instantly igniting. She seemed trapped.

Just then, the very tension in the air broke, with a nearly audible snap. She raised her masked face to the sky, to see a new fiery being appear, as glorious in it's fire as the Shichibi was destructive. Again, somehow her presence was noticed, and before she had a chance to react, the fiery bird flew down at her at great speed. She likely couldn't have dodged even if she would have tried to. She flinched, expecting to instantly be incinerated. But instead, she felt the fire entering her, filling her, changing her. She threw her head back as the eye holes of her mask lit up from within, as her cloak incinerated into so much ash, as her hagoromo writhed and twined as a snake of fire, snapping it's molten maw at anything that moved.

The fire... it... it was power! She had never realized just how fierce a flame could blaze, just how high it's temperature and temper could soar! A heat to sear the sky, an inferno to roast the very nucleic bonds of life itself! In the beginning, there was darkness, and there was light. The light was fire, this fire! Tamao stood there unmoving for a long moment, seemingly oblivious to the landscape which grew to resemble hell itself. Her cloak had gone, revealing her hair, which even now flickered and flared like fire itself. Her mask remained, though it looked horribly scorched and blistered, like a remnant from a burning building. Her outfit, too, had changed, now shifting to a red and black design that compared to images of fiery destruction and the flames of creation itself. She was The Phoenix! Within her mind, that ancient entity crowded her own consciousness aside, it's wisdom of millennium far too much for a simple human mind to instantly adjust to. The Phoenix rose, fiery wings spreading far to the left and right. The air itself rushed in to her, almost like a vacuum, she had atomized all of the oxygen and created a void in the air pressure. Soon, the nearby flames, smoke and clean air swirled as it funneled toward her, swirling. The vortex ignited, becoming a raging tornado which then rushed forward like a thing alive, headed straight for the upstart Shichibi. How dare that baser creature seek freedom when a glorious and powerful being like she was still forced to hide within a primitive mortal shell! Impudence! She would show it what true fire could do, she would incinerate it's bones and feed upon the ash that was it's remainder! She let out a loud shriek, the cry of the attacking bird of prey, as she rode the center of the fiery maelstrom she had called forth. The tornado sucked up air and fire as it went, subsuming the Shichibi's fire and growing strong for it. It left a trail of molten earth in it's wake, a thick morass of lava similar to what lurked thousands of miles below the surface of the planet.

Ranmaru sighed. It had failed. The beast was more fire than He could burn out. Then he saw yet another flaming being enter the battlefield. He did not really know what was left to do. He could only assume at this point that the enemy of his enemy was his friend. Hopefully that was true. Looking around he preformed a string of handsigns, activating the lunar phase technique. The second thing that he would do is activate the Lunar destruction technique. Ranmaru sighed. He did not have much chakra left, but if that being had chakra in its system, it would burn out before Ranmaru did.

Akira was pissed. Nothing was working. He sighed. Why was he still holding back? The closed space was activated. Anything that happened on this battlefield would not hurt Hidden Grass, if Akira was not defeated. The Rokubi smiled inside Akira. He would get his way. He would gain control of Akira. However something else was inside Akira. Skye Orimara, the Rokubi's last host, and the being who had full control of the Rokubi during those times. "No you won't." A change went on within Akira, which no one would really be able to see, His eyes changed and his whole body was trembling. As Akira allowed the Rokubi to come out, Skye was taking control of his body so that the Rokubi could be in check. "Your flames won't hurt me like they hurt them, brother!" With that, Akira, under the Weasel Cloak punched out at Sachibi again and again and again. The flames burning him, but the weasel healing just as fast, and never tiring.