Chapter 22.5- And so the Dragons Danced

He crumpled to the ground, and the other two tried to squash me between the walls as they forced the two sides to slam together. Bending my knees, I shot right at them with jets from my feet. Reaching the first, I transitioned my charge into a roundhouse kick that cut through his shield, and decapitated him in one fell swoop. Enhancing the cutting power of my flames had thus far proven to be more useful against these brunt than it had been against Bumi. The next covered himself in a dome of stone and I smiled before stretching out a palm and covering the dome in firewood. Fire as hot as I could make it. I watched the edge of my flames turn a deep blue even as the centre whitened with the heat.

I ended the stream after thirty seconds as I felt myself about to drop from exhaustion. Whatever remained of the guard team had been forced to take cover from the heat. I shot past them, ignoring their attempts to stop me asI barrelled through the door. I found Fong there. He wielded an expertly crafted blade in his left hand and dove at me while attempting to cleave my head from my shoulders. I smiled as I dodged underneath the attack and punched him in the stomach.

He flew into the wall and I shot right after him, slamming into his body with my jets activated and used his body as a battering ram to push him through the wall. We shot out of the other side and I made sure to keep underneath me as we fell and used his body as a shield against the unforgiving ground. If my punch failed to kill him, and my slam also somehow failed, then there was no chance the fall had not finished the job.

I stood, watching as the Earth benders in the courtyard surrounded me and began to say some things. I could scarcely Pick out their individual words as they spoke over each other. There was some vague thread of letting go of the General or something like that. I looked down to the man I was standing atop and noticed that he was teetering on the edge of consciousness. Interesting. How the hell had he survived that. I reached down to him, ignoring how the yells got even louder and picked him up by the collar of his breastplate. No attacks were sent at me as I held onto the man they wanted to protect.

I reached backwards with my hand, heated the air around it until it warped into a hazy blue and stabbed straight through the breastplate and into his heart. ‘Chidori’ I shouted in my head as I carried out the bootleg version of Kakashi Hatake’s signature jutsu.

A/N; Here ya go.