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Whoops, that was a mistake. Why hadn't his eyes seen through such a basic ploy? It seems this would be his death then. What a pity, wait what kind of thinking is that? After all they were close range again. That was easy enough to deal with. Instantly upon feeling the connection at his legs, Ishkur used the Electrical Discharge Technique, chakra flooding from his body and shocking anything touching him in order to paralyze them momentarily. With a flick of either of his hands in a round sphere like movement, twin whip like electrical attacks came flooding from his palms and into the area, the whips instantly aiming to defeat the one before him with the attack, while making a full circle around his body like a small sphere in order to knock out the two other clones that had been attacking him from the other sides. This attack was the Tornado Lightning technique. Chakra turned to the lightning element, meaning they were pretty devastating in their own right. Surely enough to take out a few pesky clones. Fluidly for once, Ishkur finished his full circle with both hands, the whips spinning around him rapidly as he moved, before one whip continue on it's path, while he twisted his and then slammed his open palm downwards between his own legs. The attack being the previously activated flash force, aiming to send the force through the ground and directly into the ground, in order to smash into the head of the opponent who was holding his legs like this. A powerful attack certainly, thanks to the intense strength boost of the Flash Force technique. Since he had previously canceled the Flash Fist technique, due to it being unneeded in this current battle match.

This last shred of willpower wasn't enough, thanks to the paralysis and the enhanced strength brought on by the Flash Force technique, Ishkur would wretch one leg away out of Syrahn's paralyzed grip, and allow him to move into a defensive position. Electrical chakra flowing directly up his arms and across his hands in order to function as blades, as he swings his arm back in order to crash into the clone behind him, his other hand tugging the wire on his sword to bring it to his hand, and then holding it reverse to send it crashing into the attacking clone that was in front of him. More specifically aiming to chop into the arm with the chakra based weapon and send it upwards and away from Ishkur's own body. Possibly even towards the clone dropping from above? By now he knew they were all coming, he just needed to strain himself to move fast enough to fend them all off in time. With his final moments of movement he slammed his free hand downwards, once again aiming to hit the paralyzed opponent directly in the face before he could pull himself out of it.

Well, with his attack hitting directly upon Syrahn's head. The single well strengthened attack would instantly become forty-nine more attacks that happened only a second later, branching a foot radius around the initial impact zone. And what was within a foot distance? Syrahn's only remaining grip on holding Ishkur in place. With this round of damage, Ishkur would manage to be able to pull himself free, as the attacking shinobi would be coming down ontop of him for the suicide call. Grinning, he shifts all the force from his body directly into his legs. Despite the pain from the black fire burning his leg, that pain would be slow due to it's slow rate of burning, which was the flaw to this endless fire. Grinning, He thrusts himself off with his legs, shooting sideways and then rolling in order to move away from the blast zone. At the same time, getting back to his feet and racing off. His already lengthened speed was improved to the point of nearly double, if not greater it's original speed. This was the effect of Flash Dash, which was a very useful defensive measure. Now with himself sliding to a stop, his opponent would be crashing into himself and killing himself as he had planned to. Seconds were all it took to keep himself alive, and that was all that was needed. Ishkur grins and falls to his feet, with Syrahn's death, the black fire would cease burning. Hardly even a threat to begin with.

"Pansy.." Ishkur says, as he takes a piece of his wire and wraps it around the meaty part of his thigh. Before making a hand seal and having electrical chakra in the form of a blade coming off the tips of his other hand to form. Pulling the wire tight, he then takes the sharp blade he had created and begins hacking away at his leg. Harsh screams erupting from the back of his throat as his head tilts back in agony. His hands still forcefully working away, one holding the bleeding down as the other hacks away at the bone between the flesh just above his knee. There was a wicked snap, as the bone broke away and the flaming leg fell to the ground to continue slowly burning there without an issue. Panting heavily Ishkur brought the electrical blade to the stub he had now created. A second harsh scream filling the air as he burns away the stub in order to stop the bleeding of the wound. His eyes watering, sweat pouring down his body, as he soon falls backwards panting. Though this was not a save place for him to remain. Using the last of his strength, he tugged at the wire attached to his sword, bringing it to his hand, and then using it to rise to his feet. Limping away with the full support on his sword, Ishkur chuckles to himself, as usual, he won.