Semi-Final Match: Akitoki VS Yamada
[Akitoki Sigmund rolled 26 using 1d20+10; Taijutsu Defense]
Everything happened so fast. He missed her yet again with his dance. He was starting to get more pissed at himself than anything. He was slacking and he wasn't liking it. that, or she actually was almost his equal. Almost being the keyword here. Once his strike missed, she had managed to get behind him, however he knew right away it wasn't her. The first one had been a clone and Nori wasn't one to only make just one. Nori lacked ninjutsu, but she was a master at plans on a whim when it came to her clones.
The clone held onto his neck, tightly putting pressure on his wound. He felt his wound pulse, hearing his own heartbeat. This caused his blood to race within his veins, all throughout his body. He gritted his teeth and he prepared for the next assault. Not enough time to prepare either clone jutsu or substitution jutsu. He grabbed the clone's arms around his neck, and emitted an electrical charge from his hands. Powerful enough to dispel her clone. His neck seemed redder than earlier. That wound could open up with any more pressure.
The clone went poof, leaving behind the familiar white smoke. Sigmund used that opportunity to use his body flicker technique one more time, following a clone of his own in the mix. Nori would hit his clone yet again, making an even bigger cloud of smoke. Sigmund manged to make even more distance between them.
He was running out of time. Running out of ideas. They were ultimately going in circles and he grew tired of it. It was the same pattern. Execute, miss, counter, execute, miss, counter. Clone, hit, miss. Clone, hit, miss.
He shouted,"ARRRRRRAHHHHHHHHGGG!" It echoed throughout the entire stadium. As he did, bones began growing from outside his body. Many of the audience were amazed to see such talent, others were disgusted and others noticed something very important and were in complete shock. Bones began poking out his skin, from elbows, knees, shoulders, along all his arms, and torso. "Dance of the Willow!" he declared as he came running right towards her. To perform this dance, Sigmund grows several long bone blades from his body for use as weapons. There isn't any set form for the Dance of the Willow. Just like a willow that is shaken by the wind, the opponent's attacks are simply parried and countered. Uncharacteristic of a willow, the hardened bones puncture and damage the opponent's body. Though he primarily uses two blades grown from the palms of his hands, he also uses several secondary bones grown from his elbows, knees, and shoulders, but cannot hold those out for too long, so mainly just the use of hands. This dance form is incredibly acrobatic, using spins, charges, and long sweeping slashes to make the strikes more effective and to evade opponents' counter strikes. Sigmund can also extend his bones to attack his opponents without having to adjust his own movement.
He was done playing games. He was here to finish this. He was here to defeat her, the only obstacle stopping him from advancing and even killing off Kotatsu. His bullets may have slowed her down, but this was going to definitely immobilize her. This was the move that was going to end this useless brawl between them.
[Akitoki Sigmund rolled 29 using 1d20+10]