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The poisoned arrow that was deflected from the barrier propels up into the cube barriers ceiling.

Schi on the other side of Zeke and aims the cross bow at the ninja swiftly running at him. Zeroing in on his movements with his trained marksman eyes. The purple slender tattoo stays attached to the harpoon and flaps up and down like a jump rope on the ground being manipulated by Schi and it tangles around Zeke's feet tripping him to the ground and wrapping its' own slack around his legs tying his legs together so he couldn't move if he were to be captured. Running at a higher then average speed it was nearly imposable to dodge the tattoo's grip with so many facility's not going in Zeke's favor. Being deaf and also intoxicated by his own speed elixir.

Schi steps on the unexploded kunai and kicks it into the air, grabbing it with his free hand. Schi throws it at Zeke's direction and the tattoo gets tighter around Zeke's legs as the explosive kunai is thrown at him with Schi's free hand heady to detonate it. After it was thrown and made close enough contact with Zeke Schi would only then decide if it was the right time to explode it, or if he had any desire to make loud noises.

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Schi being some what distracted at the time by the puff of smoke left over from the tattoo strangling the life force from the clone is stunned in his own thinking of where the real one was. The windmill shuriken being launched now. His eyes opened widely as he felt time slow down and all he could do was watch his life flash before his eyes fast paced inside his mind. Schi could hear the sharp metal edges of the windmill from long distance like some sort of roaderblades a helicopter would have. To late to block he is whisked away dodging the attacks again the same way he go to where he was in the first place, This time he is dragged quickly by the tattoo and also creating dust to hide him from the deaf ninja that was aiming to attack Schi from above. Schi hides his self from zeke wile in the small dust cloud caused by the boys dragging feet threw the back yard. He picks up the exploding kunai that still had not detonated and held it close to him in a panic, hoping not to have his head cut off by the twisted magic sword wielder as if he were in a horror movie. He did just see his life flash before his eyes a few milliseconds ago before using the tattoo to slide him across the yard to what he hopes to be safety, well anything was safer then being torn in half by a giant metal windmill shuriken. The dust cleared and he grinned now having thought of this rush of events only making him stronger.

That sneaky little devil! Schi was not amused by the swordsman as he thought of what to do with him, he still seemed to be effected by the speed potion but not in mid air, he fell normal being subjected to gravity just as Schi was. Maybe that could be a weakness the speed boost had? Then again for all Schi knew it might last for ever on the magician, but he probably didn't have much seeing as how strongly it effected the ninja. Schi could only hope to think of how to stop the ninja for now. The only option he had come by so far was to just keep dodging back and forth changing sides with his enemy and keeping distance with zeke's tricks. If Schi could calm down a little from the scares he just faced he could think of something more original then the same thing happening again. He dose however pick up the harpoon and tattoo and launching it at Zeke's position trying to gain time to meditate and think without being rushed over and over.

How sad is it that the boy was having so much trouble fighting a ninja around his age who was already deaf? 'Ahh!' Schi said in his mind thinking of negatives first and struggling to come up with another idea. He remembered his meditating in hidden time and the academy and tried to do so without closing his eyes. Schi's tattoo kept his opponent on his toes making whipping motions around and above Zeke not trying to hit him because Schi would like to keep some space between him and the magic sword.

Thinking over and over multiple attack and defense plans in his head keeping the ninja distracted with the tattoo's raging actions. Schi concluded a plan that would most likely work from a large scroll he had tied earlier to the loaded crossbow's arrow, or something he had been keeping to himself entirely. The ninja finally regains his cool and is ready to face Zeke with any frontal attacks he was planning.

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The quick thinking shinobi manipulates the slack of the tattoo to wrap around his waist once in the dust cloud once he realizes the twin Zeke's were chasing shortly after him he waited for his moment to spring out the new plan. His new plan was a series of close quarter combat moves that schi hoped would lower the need for his long ranged arrows and cross bow. He adjusted his sleeve by shaking his arm up and down once as the dust cloud dissipates falling back to earth from its previous lingering form.

The zeke's probably saw a small spark and noticed that metal clashed together in the air. It was the explosion tagged kunai but there was no explosion, it was cut off with Schi's teeth and fell to the ground. He didn't have time to pick it back up hearing footsteps rush at him and seeing two Zekes pop out from the dust clouds Schi accidentally made with his feet while the tattoo dragged him from danger.

He could now see it. Schi who was a bit blinded from the dust cloud he was making saw now that he was between the two zeke's suddenly shot strait up using his tattoo for elevation. When the zekes moved the tattoo acting as a whip to lengthen the gap fallowed its two enemy's. The tattoo did not need to run or touch the ground and it was above the air so it would travel faster then the two zekes then plunge strait into the ground behind Schi and lifting himself up above both the enemy's as they were going to strike dodging the sword swing. Schi strings together hand sines as the boy was elevated into the air then opened a scroll from his sleeve having it hover above them.

The two ninja beneath him don't hear the explosive tag covered up by dust detonate. Once ignites it badly burns Zeke's legs with it's damage radius, because both of them had such a higher speed then before it was hard to stop running forward, ether that Zeke could easily dodge the tag leaping out of its range but it would be also very hard to do since he was deaf and the tag was covered in dust to keep low viability.

The scroll opened and Schi called out his next jutsu. "Tobidougu" Sending kunai, shiriken, axe's, spiked mace and chains, steel arrows, senbon, and other multiple weapons down to earth at the explosion that just accrued covering the sky above Zeke with weapons.



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By now Zeke would have been narrowing in on his target, just as his clone was mimicing him. Of course his opponent would thrust themselves into the air and away from their attack. The clone would bring forth a windmill shuriken with their free hand, just as Zeke did it himself a few kunai appearing to fall to the ground from his pouch in the process, and actually stomped blade first into the ground with the thrust of his foot needed for the momentum of the thrown windmill shuriken. Both of them thrusting the shurikens upwards at his opponent, although the one on Schi's left would not be able to release the weapon, it's body actually poofing as soon as the action is taken place. The shuriken thrown from Zeke's hand would be sent sailing upwards just in time to match with the opponent's own triggering explosive, making the windmill shuriken's advance between the opponent's explosion and the barrage of weapons that was soon to follow.

Zeke himself would appear to be caught up in the new blast, the explosion itself sending his throw a little out of correct aim, and actually breezing up into the air beside his opponent instead of aimed directly at him. With the explosive debris covering his body, Zeke would be nowhere to be seen until the smoke settled, although it would only be a matter of seconds for his opponent to realize what was in the mass at the ground was nothing more then a windmill shuriken implanted into the ground beneath him, just beside where his tattoo appendage had been impaled into the ground in order to boost Schi upwards. The windmill shuriken above Schi would soon poof upon this realization, Zeke himself above Schi with a grin spread across his face, his long needle like sword held in his hand and his other hand held loosely outwards in front of him. With a swift tug, his arm would go taunt, the light reflection barely noticeable through the assorted smokes and dusts from the explosion would be the simple glint of the wire attached to the end of his needle like blade. The thread to his needle, if you will. The glint only seen, due to the rapid and almost immediate tightening of the circling wire that had been spun loosely around Schi until it would be pulled tightly and potentially trapping Schi in place within the air.

The wire itself would be implanted deep into the ground with the kunai, and actually weaved through the windmill shuriken for the added anchoring. With the use of a simple substitution technique, Zeke had arranged his replacement with the windmill shuriken just above his opponent, the wire connected to his blade allowing him to spiral it around and lead his opponent to their tangled doom. The wire itself would not only be aimed to wrap around his opponent, but actually around the entire length of the main tattoo appendage from the ground up, potentially subduing it's full use as well as the owner's. The moment gravity would set in, Zeke would come crashing to the ground, landing upon his own feet and then pulling the wire even tighter with the expectation of actually drawing his opponent crashing to the ground within the tangled mass of thin but strong almost razor like wiring. Around them lay the assorted weapons that had been slung from the seal, graciously Zeke had chosen his landing spot with the intention of not slamming his opponent into any of them, despite that probably having been the better thing to do. He was after all quite satisfied with this battle, and since they weren't trapped any longer he figured the nicest thing he could do would be to permit this enemy their chance at living had they fallen into his trap.

The soft smell of smoke leaked from Zeke, his body actually appearing to be singed quite nicely from his narrow escape from the explosion. After all the timing was needed to be perfect, there was no chance if he timed it too recklessly. His entire lower body was burned clean of most of it's clothing from the middle thigh downwards, legs singed just enough to look painful, but not entirely too serious that he couldn't continue fighting a little while longer. Over all he certainly hadn't come through unscathed, but appeared to have faired much better then his opponent must have expected him to. Zeke panted slightly, despite having a grin across his face, with luck he had won and he would be able to leave with his new possession in peace. Otherwise it would be the time that he would find needed to kill this male, in order to allow himself passage out of this area while he still had his own life to attend with.

Zeke frowned sightly when the wire he had used to contain his opponent was destroyed rather simply looking through the use of quite a few bladed weapons. Shaking his head slowly, he watched his opponent begin their recovery from the arrow piercing them in the chin, Zeke was already preparing a strategy of his own. Reaching into the pouch at his waist that held the majority of his elixers, withdrawing two of them at once between his fingers and holding them outwards towards his opponent. He couldn't tell exactly what his opponent was saying, but the obvious was clear. They wanted to battle despite the fact that they had suffered such grievous injury as they had. Both potion appeared similar to the healing potion that he had used earlier, although it couldn't be possible that he had two more already, in which case it could be some sort of trap. Zeke grinned slightly as he set both bottles downwards and took a step back, his hand raising slightly as he adjusted the sword held within it, before immediately throwing it forwards towards his opponent almost akin to the arrows that his opponent was using against him earlier. He wasn't going to speak, simply give the alternative: he could either be attacked by the sword, he could grab an elixer, or he could simply continue fighting all together.

The opponent had been standing still, it had appeared they were injured and had actually decided not to take his peace offering of a possible potion that would allow them to fight longer. It was a rather sad thing that they smashed his well worked on potions, but at least he hadn't offered the healing one up to his opponent, that would be needed in the future, by the looks of things. Zeke sighed slightly, a sound that was all but lost to his still damaged ears. His weapon was stuck a distance away, two of his Elixers had been destroyed, and his opponent appeared to still have tricks up their sleeve. Because of this, Zeke did not plan to sit in one spot for too long, he still had a little bit of his speed potion left in effect, he may as well make the most of it before it all died out and he was left back at his base speed again. A sudden flash of light, rather similar to a concussive grenade would flash around him, this technique having already been used once in battle far into the beginning. The Hex Catapult technique would send him forward a midst the flash, either of his hands grabbing behind his back, for his stache of windmill shuriken. Drawing two out with either hand, he would send either flying forwards within respectably close range of his opponent. The windmill shuriken were not aimed for Schi though, but actually aimed in a a respective scissors motion across the air around and above him. In a sense to his own opponent's safety he had just used scissors to cut all the wires that his opponent had been using to manipulate the weapons in the air above them. These weapons were obvious, upon watching the others that had fallen suddenly out of the sky earlier. Zeke himself would have inadvertently dodged the three windmill shuriken controlled by his opponent, when he had moved out of position so fast as he had.

Hypothetically, there would be a rain of heavier weapons falling from the sky at this point, while Zeke would be drawing right into his opponent's vicinity. From his partially aerial position thanks to the blinding hex catapult, Zeke would be slightly above his opponent as he was moving towards them. His hand outstretching as a single shotgun like blast of magical energy would be shot forwards and downwards at his opponent, aiming to actually blast them into the ground with it's knock back force with the use of the Hex Shotgun technique. His other hand drawing a kunai outwards from it's pouch and bringing it to his chest. Zeke himself then being able to sail over head and to the other side behind his opponent, allowing the heavy weapons without their wires to hold them up, to plunge downwards and slam into their summoner as if he was a bug. It was about time that this came to an end, and since the more peaceful solution had been turned down. Zeke needed to take the more dangerous approach, and as such he was playing the game just a tad more brutally then he had been previous, it was about time that he started using his opponent's new tricks against him.

Zeke frowns slightly, as he feels the wire attached to his hand snap in an instant. His opponent had seemed to use some sort of sealing jutsu. Zeke frowned slightly as he watched the male raise a hand upwards and aim a crossbow in his direction. Immediately knowing there was something different about this particular arrow, although certainly it could have nothing to do with the fact it was glowing in a bright light. Zeke reached for the other sword at his waist, grabbing hold of it and immediately feeling his mind go blank. A sinister feeling creeping up his body, emerging from the seal that had been gradually beginning to sting all throughout this battle. His last sight would be that of the arrow vanishing from the bow's frame as it was shot towards him. The next few moments would be completely out of his own mind with the use of the power of his odd sword he had retrieved. Zeke didn't know the extent of the power that was held behind the weapon, and now he was going to learn it's abilities entirely. The moment that he had grabbed onto the weapon, a change had occurred, a star pattern appeared to form outwards across the available skin that could be seen. Immediately afterwards, a flat gray mask that appears like a blank slate over his face. Immediately upon this happening, the arrow that could barely be seen would be seen immediately, it's ability halting and turning it into nothing more then a normal arrow once again. With a flick of the sword now in his hand, the arrow ahead of him would immediately flip around as magical energies surrounded it. Sending the arrow back towards his opponent in an instant, as Zeke begins walking forwards intent upon cutting his opponent to ribbons. The sword had taken over his mind, a severe form of killing intent surrounding him now.