Flakes Of Anew Breed.

In the time it took Laz and Mugen attack attempt to come to fruition 28 seconds had already became 10 seconds.  Daiyuki thought to him-self “these two have a nact for coordinating an attack without communicating verbally? “ Is thought was interrupted has his focused shifted to Laz who now airborne attempt to throw a kunai at him. Daiyuki would nodded in acceptance at the kid zeal but he show him that him just what his rashness and failure to incorporate other things in his attack scheme could cost him. 
 
Quickly molding charka Daiyuki pressed his palms together, just as did a compressed gust of wind preceded from them. The compressed air would shoot forth toward the kunai and airborne ninja ultimately slowing the kunai down enough for Daiyuki to gauge its trajectory allowing him kunai to pass safely past him. The kunai would land a few feet behind him sharp side up.
 
The compressed wind had also being strong enough to send the ninja back a few feet.  It would’ve been at this point Mugen would have just appeared behind Daiyuki. The attack was well thought out Daiyuki thought but what he knew they failed to realize their scents had be marked and memorized since the encounter within the classroom. That same scent would betray Mugen’s position henceforth allowing the ninja to pinpoint the boy’s location, whipping around with his leg at a speed of 45 extended his leg like a whip he would catch the boy just before he started his own similar attack. If successful the sheer speed alone at which Daiyuki’s leg would hit the boys would send him airborne to eventually plummet back into the snow. Daiyuki had been counting out loud during the entire exchange; it had come down to this. “5” he said has he stood up walking toward the kunai that laid in the snow “4” he would say as he picked it up. At this point Shiroi would’ve made her way over to Daiyuki and the grounded Mugen. “3” Daiyuki say fiddling with the kunai. Shiroi would make her way over to the academy wall seeming as she did not want any part in what was to happen next. “2” Daiyuki counted as he was over the boy raising the kunai to drive it down into the boys chest.
 

The boy would not hear “1” or “0” because assuming the boy would’ve closed his eyes at the point untimely accepting his death. Daiyuki would’ve body flicker past him and over the gates leaving nothing behind but a cloud of dispersed snow as a remnant and trophy  to the two boys success at impressing him.

(Exit Unless Interrupted) 

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(TWC - 1702, Claiming 8 stats)

Laz was sent flying through the air all while thinking of how bad he messed up. He then ha landed safely in a bush not that far from the training field. Looking over towards the training field he would see the masked man grabbing the kunai from the snow and would aim to stab Mugen in the chest."I can't make it over there in time"Laz thought to himself. Before he knew it the Masked man was gone and it seemed Mugen was still alive. With a sigh of relief Laz got up from out the bushes and headed home. "I have to get stronger" he said as he left.

(Exit,Wc-1279,Sp-6)

The counter attack sent towards him was an abrupt one, something that wasn't anticipated. He was hit by the kick and sent onto the ground yet again, back first. The boy was getting tired of being pushed on dirt and was prepared to do something about this. However, the strike the masked man landed on him really left him in pain. It felt as if his head were spinning and he had to wheeze to get air into his body. Yes, he had gotten the air knocked out of him. Mugen allowed a few coughs to erupt from his mouth, attempting to push himself into a sitting position. By the time he had done that, he could see their opponent coming towards him with a kunai in hand.

"Shit," he mumbled, trying to scoot away from the duo. His vision was growing blurry, focusing and returning to it's hazy state once more. The boy was sucking up oxygen greedily, releasing it in short breaths. He hadn't known such a simple attack could leave him in such a state. "I...I won't make it...!"

Mugen let out another a cough before shutting his eyes, waiting for his demise. He sat there for what seemed to be hours, but were in reality mere seconds. Nothing had occurred. Would he dare...? The snow haired child reopened his eyelids, looking in the spot the masked man used to be. He wasn't there anymore. A sigh of relief left his lips as Mugen wiped the sweat from his forehead. Such an intense encounter...and the suspense of the situation was enough to kill a person. If this was truly how shinobi had to live their lives everyday, if this was their daily cup of tea...

"I'm not ready..." he mumbled dejectedly, "I...need to train more and hone my skills..." He proceeded to survey the area he was in, noticing that Lazuru and Naka had already left the scene. At what seemed to be a turtle's pace, Mugen rose to his feet, slowly walking in the direction of his home.
[Exit.]
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WC: 2426
Gains:
+ Surface Walking
+ 12 Stats

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