Mothers should never bury their young

Ormanno couldn't help but be pleased with himself as he managed to narrowly avoid the arrows as he careened into the alleyway below. A rather clever move in his opinion, though his minor victory was slightly sullied by the incessant caw of the bird in his head. He puzzled through his options in his head for a moment in his midair dive, thinking through the potential solutions to solve this predicament.

"Hmm... Those little squirts are rather nimble on their feet. This cawing in my head and the reduction of my speed just won't do. I can't say I've encountered this jutsu before however. Nothing physically attacked me... is it a sensory technique? That one child seemed more than capable. No, Sensory techniques usually aren't so offensive in nature... Could it be a medical technique? Possibly so, but usually those are close ranged in nature... Wait, how did it start? A sound? Yes, that irritante calling... An auditory based effect, messing with my head... could it be a Genjutsu?"

No harm in testing it out. Ormanno had time. He had taken care to master the technique before starting this mission, just on the off chance that he might encounter a Genjutsu specialist in his escape. A sharp jolt of chakra through the system was all it took to rid his mind of that call, though it left him a bit drained in the process (Genjutsu Release).

Of course, this inner monologue occured as Ormanno was falling to the earth, and took roughly 5 meters to complete (50 Speed). All the while, Tsunayoshi drew closer and closer to the unaware figure. He had started his decent from 40 meters above the man when Ormanno was 5 meters from the edge, teleporting forward from his position to begin his dive bomb towards Ormanno. In the time it took Ormanno to cross that final 5 meters, Tsuna would travel 19. Meaning when Ormanno went over the side, they would be roughly 21 meters away. So in the time it took Ormanno to fall 5 meters at 50 speed, Tsunayoshi would easily surpass the needed 5 meters to reach him. Ormanno turned back to look towards the edge with a smug look in his eye, only to find what might be his last sight in this world. A black mass of energy, 1 meter in diameter, barreling towards him at a breakneck speed. In that moment, it was almost as if the world slowed to a single second for the man. He didn't hold any doubts as to what that was. In that inky black, his old squad called him home. His performance was done, the final curtain soon to be drawn. Somehow, Ormanno had thought that his end would be far more glamorous than this. Though there was something to be said about the nobility of dying in battle. The smug look left his face, leaving eyes filled with a slight sorrow of a life not fulfilled, and a smile as if congratulating a friend on their victory.

"Well played indeed, mi avversario."

As Ormanno was falling, he was in an almost star fish position as he looked above, his limbs splayed and his chest wide open. The tools and weapons that adorned his hands were ripped from his grasp and sucked into the technique, destroying them and ripping them to pieces. With his hands freed, Ormanno threw them outwards towards the orb in a desperate hope to somehow deflect it, prevent it from killing him. He interposed his hands and a knee towards the orb, allowing them to brace the impact as it absorbed and disintegrated the skin on his palms and knee (Tank). Sweat, concentration, rage, and determination were clearly evident on his face as he was forced closer to the earth, desperately trying to fend off the technique. The last that could be heard of his voice was a defiant yell as the orb thrust him down into the earth, slamming him into the concrete below with an explosion of sound and stone that went shattering in a shockwave outwards.

There was calm after, as a thick dust hung over the air from Ormanno's crash landing. Yet when it finally faded and the dust settled, there was a massive crater in the earth, roughly a meter in diameter and 30 feet deep. For those that cared to look inside, deep within the artificial cavern, they could find the body of Ormanno, barely breathing. Though the attack delivered by Tsuna was devastating, it wasn't enough to kill the man, nor even incapacitate him. Though the force by which it slammed his body into the concrete (125 Health) was enough to tear through the rough material, and deliver a painful blow to Ormanno along the way (extra 63 damage from environmental effects, way over his 200 health). The effects on his body were truly terrible. The skin and muscles on his palms and knees were shaved clean to the bone, and his jacket was practically destroyed from its collision with the earth. The concrete slamming into his back with enough force to shatter the bone, leaving his spike, shoulder blades, back of his skull, and pelvis as little more than dust. A good number of his organs suffered damage, including his brain, liver, digestive tract, and lungs. His skin was raw and bloody, and blood pooled in the crater he remained in. The man was done... if he ever recovered... if he ever COULD recover... he would never be a shinobi, or a threat, again.

Yet perhaps it was a trick of the light, or maybe it was just the dust settling over, but those who could see might catch a glimpse of a faint smile on Ormanno's face, satisfied with the fight given, and his final swan song.

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Total Word Count - 3884

-Congratulations! You guys won!-

Just as the wall of kunai was going to meet its mark, at least that is what the young Shinkou saw, he saw a black void form suddenly almost from the exact location as the traitor that they were all pursuing. The black void seemed to suck in everything within 10 meters of its origination. Kurayami knew that this had to have been the work of Tsuna, as he wasn't too sure that either of the other two members of his party would be able to pull off such a feat on their own, at least not in this early stage of their lives. 

Kurayami watched both the arrows that he had shot, and a rather large chunk of the kunai knives be pulled in, and other than the one that was truly real, the rest vanished in a cloud of smoke, doing no further damage to any surrounding areas or people. He knew that he was officially not going to be able to retrieve his equipment, but at least the job was in fact done, or at least that is how it seemed. Kurayami began to sprint towards the void, to ensure he would be able to aid in whatever there was to be aided in.

The void faded away and the only thing that was left was Tsuna and the rubble that now surrounded him. To his surprise, he saw that his arrows had stuck into the wall on the other side of the alley that both the culprit and Tsuna now were placed. Next to his arrows was his kunai knife. He figured that they both must have just missed the pulling force that had been demonstrated. He leaped to the other side of the alley and landed on the wall on the opposite side to gather his equipment.

Once his kunai was in his forearm holster within his armor, and his arrows were in his quiver, he leapt down to the crater that had been created. He would stand beside the culprit that was now barely breathing. He had thought that the bastard would already be dead, but somehow he lived through the void that Tsuna had created. He drew his sword and he pressed the tip of the blade to the bastard's neck, feeling the slow pulse and the labored breathing. He felt a feeling that he couldn't quite recognize, his vision began to blur slightly, only being able to see the outline of the criminal before he swiped at his neck.

Blood spurted out from the neck of the criminal and covered Kurayami's blade, and his face. He didn't wipe the blood from his face, but he instead simply left it there, having his bloodlust finally satiated his eyes would widen in a feeling of euphoria. He looked to his friend and rival Tsuna and he would not have any words to speak. He would simply nod his head towards him and he leaped into the air and ran up the building that was to their side. As he sprinted up the wall, his heart continued to pound, feeling as though it was going to burst from his chest cavity.

He traveled quickly through the village, going straight to his home so he could pray in thanksgiving for the kill that he was granted by his deity, Yuumei. 

EXIT
WC: 554
TWC: 2013

Claiming C rank via the mission route
+1500 towards second spec being Ninjutsu
+513 towards Inhaling Maw (513/3750)
+4100 Ryo

Approved

Kana and Kobiyashi would be let down from the back of the bird at the scene of the death, Kana sensed something and would pick up the body and nod to them " Our father is a high ranking member of the village, he will know what to do with the body" and she would take it away, "Come Kobiyashi, we have to return to father" and with that they would both leave.

Making claims on stat page (Exit for Kobiyashi as well)