Ahio
”Oh, a two on one eh? I didn’t think that Marines were that foolish!” Ahio called out as he drew his left hand sword to block the incoming pole. The second lieutenant with two poles rushed towards the swordsman who’s left arm was now locked so as not to collapse and cause the pole to collide with the man’s collarbone. Ahio could only draw his right hand blade and block one of the poles as the man swung both. The second pole crashed into Ahio’s ribs, cracking a couple of them and maybe breaking one or two. Focusing less on the pain of a broken rib and more on the fight, Ahio crouched down and bent backward causing the first lieutenant to tilt over him and the pole to collide with the ground while the second lieutenant’s follow up attack quite simply hit the air above Ahio’s head. The now free left hand katana swung towards the second lieutenant’s legs only to be dodge by a hop backwards leaving the first lieutenant’s pole to be cut into by the katana colliding directly into. With a slight jerk, Ahio removed the katana and once against sliced towards the first lieutenant but with result this time as the blade cuts the lieutenant’s right arm causing blood to blotch the shirt the man was wearing.
Ahio had been barely fighting for more than three minutes and he was already sweating from the two’s assault. They were much stronger than anybody he had fought before but it was perfect for making him stronger. If he wished to be the best swordsman he would have to fight opponents who were natural counters against him like bojutsu users. Lightning began to spark between the two blades resting in the young swordsman’s hands as he charged them for his next attack. ”Nitoryu, Boruto!” Ahio called out as he made a swing with both of his blades parallel to one another, sending two blades flying towards both the lieutenants. The Lieutenants blocked the attacks causing the remaining lightning to curve around them, blinding them for a short moment. That moment was long enough as Ahio launched twelve bolts using discharge, six for each lieutenant, at them. These were low power bolts but each hit left a mark of black on the clothing and skin beneath as they collided with the men. The second lieutenant was knocked over by the final bullet colliding against him leaving the first lieutenant to face the assault of Ahio who now had advanced upon the man and attacked with both blades at once.
The lieutenant could only block one blade with his pole and instead designed to duck under the blades and swing for Ahio’s legs which cause the swordsman to topple over onto his side. The swordsman was met by a pole colliding with his stomach when he tried to roll away and only successfully got away by kicking the pole away before he was hit by the second lieutenant’s dual poles colliding against where his arms would have been. Such an attack would have broken or cracked his arms at the very least if he hadn’t reacted so quickly. Ahio almost felt as if he could tell what the two were going to do, a warrior’s instinct his father called it. He had almost laughed at the old man when he stated it originally to the twelve year old Ahio but now he believed it more than most likely any man had ever. Ahio’s flashback was interrupted by the two lieutenants rushing him at the same time, an attack the young man most definitely couldn’t have completely blocked with both his blades. The two swords in the hands of the swordsman clashed with two poles as the third pole slammed against his ribs, most definitely breaking two and causing the tiring swordsman to cough up bloody sputum.
The pair would have hit Ahio again if he hadn’t jumped back several feet and threw two more bolts at them in an attempt to keep them away. The attack worked as the pair jumped back, letting the electricity disperse in the thin and non-conductive air. The swordsman sat back, nearly four meters from the pair of lieutenants who he had been fighting for, what was it? Six or eight minutes? He was unsure as time seemed to be passing far faster than it actually was and most certainly hadn’t had the time to sit around and look at a clock. ”I… didn’t think I would have to use this so early in my journey. You..”, Ahio stopped briefly as he coughed up more blood “, forced me to do this where no one else had.” The body of the swordsman shifted from the solid skin and blood to a crackling lightning. The blades in his hands seemingly became nothing more than two, long bolts of lightning with cross guards. The ground around him seemingly attracted the lightning jumping off his body creating blackened spots which stood out among the stone.
”Oh, a two on one eh? I didn’t think that Marines were that foolish!” Ahio called out as he drew his left hand sword to block the incoming pole. The second lieutenant with two poles rushed towards the swordsman who’s left arm was now locked so as not to collapse and cause the pole to collide with the man’s collarbone. Ahio could only draw his right hand blade and block one of the poles as the man swung both. The second pole crashed into Ahio’s ribs, cracking a couple of them and maybe breaking one or two. Focusing less on the pain of a broken rib and more on the fight, Ahio crouched down and bent backward causing the first lieutenant to tilt over him and the pole to collide with the ground while the second lieutenant’s follow up attack quite simply hit the air above Ahio’s head. The now free left hand katana swung towards the second lieutenant’s legs only to be dodge by a hop backwards leaving the first lieutenant’s pole to be cut into by the katana colliding directly into. With a slight jerk, Ahio removed the katana and once against sliced towards the first lieutenant but with result this time as the blade cuts the lieutenant’s right arm causing blood to blotch the shirt the man was wearing.
Ahio had been barely fighting for more than three minutes and he was already sweating from the two’s assault. They were much stronger than anybody he had fought before but it was perfect for making him stronger. If he wished to be the best swordsman he would have to fight opponents who were natural counters against him like bojutsu users. Lightning began to spark between the two blades resting in the young swordsman’s hands as he charged them for his next attack. ”Nitoryu, Boruto!” Ahio called out as he made a swing with both of his blades parallel to one another, sending two blades flying towards both the lieutenants. The Lieutenants blocked the attacks causing the remaining lightning to curve around them, blinding them for a short moment. That moment was long enough as Ahio launched twelve bolts using discharge, six for each lieutenant, at them. These were low power bolts but each hit left a mark of black on the clothing and skin beneath as they collided with the men. The second lieutenant was knocked over by the final bullet colliding against him leaving the first lieutenant to face the assault of Ahio who now had advanced upon the man and attacked with both blades at once.
The lieutenant could only block one blade with his pole and instead designed to duck under the blades and swing for Ahio’s legs which cause the swordsman to topple over onto his side. The swordsman was met by a pole colliding with his stomach when he tried to roll away and only successfully got away by kicking the pole away before he was hit by the second lieutenant’s dual poles colliding against where his arms would have been. Such an attack would have broken or cracked his arms at the very least if he hadn’t reacted so quickly. Ahio almost felt as if he could tell what the two were going to do, a warrior’s instinct his father called it. He had almost laughed at the old man when he stated it originally to the twelve year old Ahio but now he believed it more than most likely any man had ever. Ahio’s flashback was interrupted by the two lieutenants rushing him at the same time, an attack the young man most definitely couldn’t have completely blocked with both his blades. The two swords in the hands of the swordsman clashed with two poles as the third pole slammed against his ribs, most definitely breaking two and causing the tiring swordsman to cough up bloody sputum.
The pair would have hit Ahio again if he hadn’t jumped back several feet and threw two more bolts at them in an attempt to keep them away. The attack worked as the pair jumped back, letting the electricity disperse in the thin and non-conductive air. The swordsman sat back, nearly four meters from the pair of lieutenants who he had been fighting for, what was it? Six or eight minutes? He was unsure as time seemed to be passing far faster than it actually was and most certainly hadn’t had the time to sit around and look at a clock. ”I… didn’t think I would have to use this so early in my journey. You..”, Ahio stopped briefly as he coughed up more blood “, forced me to do this where no one else had.” The body of the swordsman shifted from the solid skin and blood to a crackling lightning. The blades in his hands seemingly became nothing more than two, long bolts of lightning with cross guards. The ground around him seemingly attracted the lightning jumping off his body creating blackened spots which stood out among the stone.
