A scoff now. Leave it to the loudest and most boisterous enemies to find themselves befallen without more than a scratch thrown in the direction of their opponent. What was this person's goal? What were they striving to do in the face of this situation? Those were questions that she did not see herself waiting to have answered. If there was one thing that her mother told her, it was to never leave a person lingering on the leylines of life and death, and that was something that she listened to without so much as a flinch. The sound of metal against a sheath would sound and she would draw out her weapon and then hand it over to her clone, and she would meet it's eyes for a moment. As brain damaged as the clone might've been, she knew that it would still have the strength to carry out what she needed it to do. Now she would pace over to the spot where Kyoko had fallen after the battle and she would beckon the clone along with her. The clone would stumble forward in tow and stop where it was directed. Using her foot, Haruka would kick the mask away from the young woman's face now and she would examine it for just a moment. She didn't know this person, and she had absolutely no intention of knowing them. What was done had been done. Kneeling down, her bound hair would fall over her shoulder and she would make a motion to brush it away. Like a spearhead, her hand would plunge deep into Kyoko's chest as she ripped free the flimsily beating heart and she would hold it tight so that it would not slip away. The rich red wine of the opponent's blood would slither down her forearm before the cold of Haruka's hand would slow and coagulate the blood. Then, the clone would lift the blade over her head and sever Kyoko's head from her shoulders. A splash of blood would spatter against the young ANBU's facial features, clashing with her bright blue eyes as she stood up.Turning to look back towards Souji and Yumeko, she would release a small breath and pack away the heart, and then she would crouch down, grabbing the top of Kyoko's head by the hair. "Do what you will with the rest," She'd comment quietly, the severed head in her grasps still dripping blood against the cold ground. The ice clone behind her would then spontaneously burst into jagged ice shards, falling down to the ground. Her other hand would reach out and grab the blade, and she would replace it back into the sheath. With one hand, she would perform a quick set of seals for Destroy Presence to remove evidence of herself being involved within this. After all, she didn't need anyone coming after her for her involvement today. And with that, she would leave the scene, moving swiftly back to her home. She had some things to do today that didn't involve blood, guts, and gore.
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[fontsize="11"]And like that, Souji would go to work. His Shadowy Dragon being sent into the fray striking the man down who was now known to him as Kyoko of the Ryujin family. Why was it so? Because this was something only a skilled assassin would attempt. However, it seemed to be on the wrong day at the wrong time. The way of speaking the movements. Not even of the Rinnegan. No further body usage. The body language. He'd seen the woman move before, maybe not in battle but in essence he would know that by the simple analysis of her structure as opposed to the man she had transformed into. 
Refusing to bow? How unbecoming, how crass, and how rude. It had to be one of the most utterly annoying things that a person could experience within their life. She was sick and tired of playing these bullshit little games. They were not fun in the back of her mind. No, not as much as a bloodied and battered corpse at her feet would have been. "Can we all go ahead and nod her heads and say that this is one big waste of time?" She'd comment very suddenly, looking around at Yumeko and Souji now before placing a hand on her hip. Her blue eyes would then lock onto their opponent. "Look at you, clinging onto life. How pitiful." Her statement was cold, much like the atmosphere around them. "And you fucking suck at fighting. Have you even managed to hit one of us? I think I've dealt the only damage here to these two." A scoff would leave her lips as she sat backwards onto a rock behind her, placing her chin into her palm as she watched. "Souji, I trust you'll be able to handle this."
[fontsize="11"]Souji was tired. Tired of this, tired of liars. Tired of people down talking and mutilating the Guardians. HE was tired of people trying to make themselves look better than others. He was tired of this fight to be completely honest. His heart wasnt in it. There was nothing left to fight for when he'd already shown that he'd won. They had won as a unit. Lucky or not. Skilled or dumbwitted, they fought as a unit. And soon this would be over. And like that, Souji would go to work. His Shadowy Dragon being sent into the fray striking the man down who was now known to him as Kyoko of the Ryujin family. Why was it so? Because this was something only a skilled assassin would attempt. However, it seemed to be on the wrong day at the wrong time. The way of speaking the movements. Not even of the Rinnegan. No further body usage. The body language. He'd seen the woman move before, maybe not in battle but in essence he would know that by the simple analysis of her structure as opposed to the man she had transformed into. 
[fontsize="11"]Maybe with everything going on Souji would find reasons within himself to make this a spectacle. This was something that he didnt like doing.... buthe felt like this was worthy enough of the situation. He had not called forth his snakes in a long time and this would give him a reason to begin putting forth the plans to push this into the government of Iwagakure's face. More so the Kage Endo. He was tired of this crap coming up making him rethink his connections and ties to his country. There were so many things he wanted to settle with this. However, he felt something coming. 