Blood of the Desert (Read after 'fixing the shattered glass')

Chapter 11

Hanabria's P.O.V
All hell broke loose after that. I don't know exactly how many jumped us, but there was at least 17 that I could count.
Shijena: "Kusu!!!"
Dashyte: "I didn't think there'd be this many still connected with that group!" She screamed while diving out of the way of Tanka's fireball attack.
Bedai ran forward suddenly stopping as he completed his hand-signs: "Earth Style, Mud Dragon!"
Dashyte added on to his attack: "Water Style, Ice Dragon!"
Kozote maddly tried to scramble out of the way while fighting off the two men in front of him. Dashyte's dragon slid gracefully across the ground taking out a couple of the attackers, including the one's in front of Kozote, by violently grabbing them and pulling them down it's jagged throat.
Sainto jumped over Kozote shoulders throwing a mass of shuriken: "Windmill of shadows!"
Her brother came running around them right after following up with a water attack: "Water Style, Acid Shiriken!"
Meanwhile Tanka, while continuing his one on one fight, tried to tell me what I should do: "Hanabria! Go over the the left of this battleground and..."
: "You think I'm going to listen to you?! If you gotta plan then you should have filled us in on it sooner! The only plan I'll listen to is if it comes from Kuraudo!"

Sainto's P.O.V
Hanabria looked pissed as she attacked her oppenent rather aggressively with her gentle fist, but she did have a point: "You know she doesn't listen to much of anyone!"
Tanka tissked, but nodded his head: "Kuraudo! Got any idea's?!"
Kuraudo turned to look at him amist the chaos: "We don't..." Snapping back he reached up, caught a kuni that had a paper bomb attached to it and threw it back. "Have time to come up with a plan!!"
Toge went rolling across the ground, but was quickly back on his feet: "He's right! We gotta just make it up as we go!"
Kozote smiled as his fist connected with the man I  front of him easily breaking his nose: "That's not bad! It's how we fight all the time!"
Hanabria tisked, but was smiling as well: "Leave it to the Uzumaki's to fight without a plan!"
Toge pounced on the back of one of the rouge's holding his arms back: "It can't be to bad!"
I sliced open the chest of the man her brother was holding: "It's not, it's how we fight most of the time anyway!"
Hanabria suddenly spun around: "Tanka! What the heck is your brother doing here!?"
Glancing over my shoulder I gasped, there being held up by his collor was Tanka's little brother Omoiyari. His body was all cut up and bruised, his clothes had been stained with blood and dirt as well as his face.
Omoiyari grabbled voice could barely be heard as more than a strained whisper: "I'm...sorry...ni-san." Then his head fell limp along with the rest of his body.
I could feel the about absolute rage coming from Tanka. There are few things as terrifying as what we saw next.