WARNING: chapter contains gross unpleasant stuff!
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In the blink of an eye a full on brawl erupted around them. Leo shook off his confusion as fast as he could and joined the fray. It occurred to him as he fought ninja after ninja that this must be the Yokoshima, he was moving as fast as he could but he couldn't seem to gain any momentum in battle. He would swing and block and change direction but this new enemies were nothing like the foot, the were faster, stronger , better.
He found that his brothers were fairing no better against there enemies, each struggling to gain winning momentum and each like him failing to do so. He spun blocking the attack of yet another ninja , damn these guys were fast .
It continued on for what felt to his muscles like endless hours , in all his years his arms had never felt so tired and warn as they did now. For the first time he was losing and this was a feeling he definitely did not like, he could see no clear way to win the battle with just the 5 of them there were far too many ninja, when one feel another took its place.
To his shock as his movements slowed so did the ninjas, he looked to his left to find Donnie sunk down on one knee in exhaustion and to his surprise the ninja were ignoring him. What the hell! Why bother fighting us if they weren't going to finish the job, and then it occurred to him! Miha!
He stopped fighting and turned to find her in the crowd, as he suspected the ninja around him turned their attention to the two brothers still struggling to win. After a moment he saw her, she was completely apart from the fray fight a lone figure, Doku.
She was poetry, her swords moved as another extension of her graceful form. She whirled blocking and swinging lashing out and dodging. It was then he understood, the grunts were simply there to keep his brothers from help Miharu against Doku, although from the looks of it they may not have been much help. What ever Doku was it was fast he moved with an inhuman speed a blur of rotting flesh and maggot. As they dueled they began to near the larger battle until Miha seemed pinned between the corpse and the crowd.
He tried to call out to her but he found him self immobilized with morbid shock. Doku's rotting jaw dropped down until it touched his chest in a gross resemblance of dislocation. A short blast of a putrid smoke shot from his mouth like putrid steam, Leo watched in the next few seconds like a long movie in slow motion.
The steam shot towards her and without hesitation she ducked low leaping forward under the creature and through its legs. The blast meant for caught a random ninja in the face, Leo watched as the gas turned liquid eating its way through the ninja mask and then his skin rotting its was through until a pink paste began to leak from its corroded skull, the smell making him more ill than the sight itself.
In the few seconds it took for the creature to realize he had missed his mark he sealed his own doom. Miharu rolled easily regaining her feet just behind Doku and with one quick upward slice of her razor edged blade she slit him from groin to rotted scalp severing whatever ties the creature still had to this plane.
The creature split it two with a shriek not of this world and rained to the ground in rot and maggot beetles and worms crawling away from its wake. The shriek caught the attention of the brawl and within seconds Leo found himself alone on the roof with Miha and his brothers. With the creature gone the others had fled from Miha's wrath like rats from a sinking shift.
She looked down at the pile of rot with distain blowing a stray lock of hair out of her eyes before speaking.
"We must keep moving" She said before starting out at a run and jumping to the next rooftop with the same energy as before the battle.
Damn Leo thought as he forced his tired muscles to take off after her.
"What a women"