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Akira smiled. He would see just how much he had improved and take on an enemy of the moon all at the same time. This was going to be very fun, very fun indeed. Akira looked up at the Joker, his eyes shining like the full moon and brought out his Anbu blades. "Lets put a frown on that face for once." With that Akira ran towards the Joker, his blades at his side and attempted an upward slash at the the Joker's chest.

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Akira was surprised by the Joker's control of his dolls. This was going to be harder than he assumed. Still he had an endgame up his sleve if he needed it. Until then, he would wait. Akira quickly preformed a string of handsigns. He immediatly turned to mist and simply moved out of the iron wiring. It was at that point that he went to turn to the Joker. He was quite surprised that the Joker had changed his look. The mask was once again something that Akira did not expect. He always studied his opponents before fighting them. He rarely misses so many things. Akira was starting to wonder if he was in over his head. While intangible, Akira takes a few steps back and preforms a strong of handsigns. The earth would weaken below Joker and his dolls as it became a swamp, and a rather large one at that. Akira would see how he would take that.

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Akira sighed as he saw the Joker get out of the swamp. He figured this fight would not finish so easily. Still, he had all the time in the world. He felt the air change. He looked up and saw that anvil falling towards him. He also saw the Girl coming his way. This was beginning to get annoying. He rubbed his back as the anvil still came towards him. He quickly began to run towards the daughter, bringing his hand from behind he held the rasengan. Bringing it out towards the young girl in an attempt to destroy her.

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Akira surprised by the gas coming out of the doll and quickly held his breath as he ran through the debris and smoke. However, when the anvil hit him it would hit with a clank, metal against metal. Akira had swallowed the tetsugan within the smoke. Still there was the poison that one would have to worry about. Akira did not swallow any initially because of his reflexes and little to none entered his body through pores because of the tetsugan. Still, he would have to deal with it.

"Is that all you got, Joker?" Akira shouted with the last of the breath in his lungs.

Then Akira felt the cutting forces hit his armored skin. He nodded thankful for the defense. He turned to the poison spreading and brought out a pair of blades of his own. He swung them an the peacock whirlwind formed pushing the poison gas away from the battlefield. He felt bad, bringing that to the village. He then turned to the Joker and threw a windmill shuriken at him.

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Joker looked and he sighed in disappointment..his little ploy didn't work. It was fine..Joker still had a trick or a million up his sleeves. He looked up as he saw akira running threw the debree. He realized that he would have to probley sacrifice a village to save himself. He had no problem doing this. Joker only waved one of his hands as his alchemy gloves slipped on. Joker looked as Harley looked and she had a slow frown growing across her frown.

"No Frowns Harley baby. It's going to be fine.hahaaaaa."

But as his last laugh came out of his mouth the shuriken had tore threw his arm. Joker only looked at the wound as his arm started to splinter and bust. It showed a strange metal underneath his skin. He sighed slowly as he tilted his head backwards. Joker only decided that now he would enter the battle. As he flipped forward. Touching the ground that Akira was on he changed into it a flowing river. Joker would then flip back onto a building..watching all the water flow he formed another set of handseals.

"Lightning Strike!"

Joker called out as a large lightning bolt from the sky crashed into the water beneath him.

Hidden Steel

She still wasn't exactly sure how she had managed it, but somehow, Hedoro had managed to slip out of the last village unseen. Or at least unnoticed by those who had been looking for her. Or at least, looking for the her she had pretended to be, based on her last victim. That had been a horribly hectic event, and she was glad that she was rid of it. It had almost made her miss being ostracized. Almost. Now she was in a new village, and hopefully things would go a little smoother here. She was beginning to get a little hungry again. Not enough that it felt like her insides were trying to digest themselves, but enough that she knew it would be a good idea to eat something, or someone, soon. She took a closer look at her surroundings, and noticed there was a high degree of metal. Metal was something that didn't mean much too her. She could digest it, like most other solid matter, but it didn't really have much nutritional value for what she needed. But she couldn't really afford to be picky, if there was a suitable victim, then she would snatch them up. She continued to move through the village, looking for just such a target. It wasn't easy, but she finally spotted someone else, someone who seemed almost as out of place as she was. She moved closer, not bothering to hide or mask her presence, but not telegraphing her intentions either. She was clad in the same outfit as always, numerous layers of rags, bandages, and scraps of cloth to hide every last trace of her true form. As well, there were a few brand new additions, but they weren't visible to the naked eye.
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Hidden Steel
His head tilting slightly to the side, as a decent amount of strands of long gray hair pass over his gray yellow eyes. Slade casually turned around, in order to see a bandadged opponent moving towards him. That was odd, why would someone be clad in full bandages, and yet moving around in a village such as this. With a slow raise of one hidden eyebrow, he began walking towards this figure. His mouth clenched in a fine line, behind the metal paneling of his leather armor. This was a good time to be careful. After all, there was always a risk of having some kind of opponent that may just be out looking for a decent kill. And this was one of those times where he had no intentions of having to lose his life for such a cause as someone's fun and games. Since the exams were coming up and all, why should he sacrifice himself for their cause? With his eyes narrowing in on the opponent, he pauses a few feet away as his Kingblade Gauntlet snaps out, in order to reveal the long blade coming from his left arm. "What are you looking for, in such a place?" He asks, before waiting for a response.

"You hunger? Well isn't that interesting. Come to think of it, I believe I have seen someone to the likes of your appearance in one of the more floral villages. If I recall, you're a tad violent when you're hungry. I doubt that is something you could quite easily change." He says with a dark little chuckle, turned muffled and almost metallic thanks to the metal plating that covered his mouth. "Then again, that was many years ago, and you could just be someone posing as that one, or even a reletive." He shakes his head slowly before raising a hand before him. "May as well get this on the way...." He says, with a slow roll of his gray yellow eyes, before a turrent of seeds shot from his palm and into the air. What type of seeds, was unknown. But as they hit the ground soon after, most would errupt into grass, almost as high as Slade was tall. Even as the grass was beginning to rise, Slade was moving backwards with his hands clapsed together and forming handseals. His bladed gauntlet proved to not be in the way, as soon the grass shifted as if moving by the wind, and then launched towards Hedoro. In order to slice her to pieces with the use of the Green Needle Rain technique. Once that set of hand seals was done, he brought his hands together, to prepare for his next handseal, though he would wait to see if he prevailed so early into this battle.