Tales of a Ninja Magician: Of What Defines Us

Food for the Ninja Gods' Minds

Meiko looked back at the unexpected ruckus caused behind her. While working on Masen-Z's Gear-Man puppet, all the cheer and joy included, was relatively noisy and messy, something about those noises back there seemed more chaotic. Just as the girl turned around, she witnessed a black and white striped crimson constrictor wrapping itself around an area of eighty meters or so, creating a ring suitable for a close range brawl.

"What the... Are they going to fight"? Meiko yelled out in surprise as she jumped off of the shoulders of Gear-Man. She wanted to dash right to her friend but her gear-headed attitude forced her to turn back and admire the upgraded and rebuilt Gear-Man. It had much more bright yellow coloured plating and much more protection on what Meiko thought of were weaknesses, even if Masen-Z actively objected making the puppet too efficient, he didn't want to sacrifice its authenticity in the process. The boy cared more about it looking like he wanted it to look rather than it being optimized, just like with his entire weaponry system...

"Oh, don't worry, they'll just have a friendly wrestling match. Your friend is after Othello G, isn't she?" Masen-Z carelessly waved his hand.

"Wait, what!? She is!? What the hell is going on"!? Meiko freaked out continuing to switch onto the wrestling match about to start behind her and the Gear-Man armor.

"Yeah, we knew it all along. I was wondering why we were being so quiet about it and I was worried that Othello G or Sunny Lee may try to pull something funny while you were resting but I'm glad they decided to settle it with wrestling". Masen-Z smiled, paying little to no mind to the craziness behind him, continuing to adjust the yellow shoulder pieces of his puppet.

"B-But if Kiyomi gets beaten up...", Meiko was beginning to worry.

"Don't worry, if she gets beaten – you guys get eliminated, right? Well, that's how this thing works. You don't want to fight three on two under any other conditions, right? Now come up here and help me with this, if you do, I promise I'll show you something cool when we're done", Masen-Z smiled ecstatically pointing at a point of shoddy gear-work where the gears fired off sparks in every direction once they started working.

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Kiyomi carefully moved around the constrictor's controlled ring area, she didn't try out approaching the snake too close, worrying that it may not allow her to use it as wrestlers usually used ring ropes but the snake's eyes were hypnotizing even in their calmness making the girl's heart calm down slightly, at least as far as that was concerned.

"Do not worry, Anaron is just a ring tool, he will not be attacking, you unless he's acting as the ring corner. If you want, we can edit the rules, establish an interference DQ clause", Othello G suggested as he continued dashing around the Yamanaka in blinding speed, his already incredible swiftness accelerated even more with each rebound off of the ropes.

"Sounds fair enough", Kiyomi replied, quickly turning around with a punch. She needed to slow Othello G down if she wanted to begin to hope catching him with a Yamanaka hijutsu at any point. At a soon enough point, given a few more rebounds she'd have been unable to follow her opponent's moves at all.

Othello's figure blurred, he moved so oddly and grotesquely, a bended up and mangled speed mirage made following his moves nearly impossible as the lightning swift wrestler bent over Kiyomi's punch, drifting like a lightning bolt to the other rope and shooting off of it, coming at the blonde in speeds escalated to an unforeseen degree.

The large brawler leaped in the air, flying like a bird with his arms stretched out wide. Running right at Kiyomi the wrestler decided to punish his opponent's slow movement with a forearm smash.