The enemy was countless, or at least it seemed so. There were too many of them. The stakes were high. Sungakure had called everyone into its halls. The village was home to many refugees who were farmers, merchants, and everyday people trying to make an ends meet. These people were grateful and many who received personal assistance from Sungakurian forces would never forget the generosity. These people knew something was coming, but it was the forces of Sungakure that knew it was coming.
The Lord Steward would take command. He was within the walls itself. He was seated upon a throne. This was not a seat of luxury. It was a seat of observance. He sat with wires coming into his fingertips, and arms. He sat with wires inserted into his neck. He sat there and became one with the Wall itself. He became the Watcher. He would guide Sungakure's military through the night. The longest night that was coming upon them. He sat there and began aware that the numbers were in fact not countless but he knew they were of a number. A number that would cause many to fall to their knees in concern. "We will survive the night. The Long Night becomes us, and we will greet our enemy accordingly. We will offer them no mercy as we will be given none. I will alert you as the waves are incoming, and I will man a few of the weapons on the wall." The Steward could see them coming. The first wave was arriving. Their enemy was running at them on two legs, four legs, and even six. They were monstrous and hungry.
"The enemy is launching its first wave. It is not their full might. I believe that they are testing us. It is time for us to prove our superiority. There are still a number of them left. It will take them some time to reach us."
[The enemy will be arriving not this round, but the next round. Take this round to buff accordingly, or summon a creature from the summoning contract. Please note if you had completed any of the missions you will have access to all those buffs or technique. Even if you have not completed any missions, you are encouraged to join. When posting your actions please calculate your own AP/CP/HP as required.]
The Lord Steward would take command. He was within the walls itself. He was seated upon a throne. This was not a seat of luxury. It was a seat of observance. He sat with wires coming into his fingertips, and arms. He sat with wires inserted into his neck. He sat there and became one with the Wall itself. He became the Watcher. He would guide Sungakure's military through the night. The longest night that was coming upon them. He sat there and began aware that the numbers were in fact not countless but he knew they were of a number. A number that would cause many to fall to their knees in concern. "We will survive the night. The Long Night becomes us, and we will greet our enemy accordingly. We will offer them no mercy as we will be given none. I will alert you as the waves are incoming, and I will man a few of the weapons on the wall." The Steward could see them coming. The first wave was arriving. Their enemy was running at them on two legs, four legs, and even six. They were monstrous and hungry.
"The enemy is launching its first wave. It is not their full might. I believe that they are testing us. It is time for us to prove our superiority. There are still a number of them left. It will take them some time to reach us."
[The enemy will be arriving not this round, but the next round. Take this round to buff accordingly, or summon a creature from the summoning contract. Please note if you had completed any of the missions you will have access to all those buffs or technique. Even if you have not completed any missions, you are encouraged to join. When posting your actions please calculate your own AP/CP/HP as required.]
Though he had gained the title of 'Ranger' he would not come to the frontlines of the battlements for this reason. He had gained a few titles after coming to Suna all those years ago, in the end that's all they really were. Anbu, Ranger, Jounin, none of it meant anything unless the one behind it could actually live up to those standards and quality. Today everyone would bear witness to such displays of prowess from everyone involved. Nothing would be held back or restrained this night, they could not afford to. Now was the time to rise up and show this Swarm exactly what it meant to be a shinobi of Sunagakure, what it meant to be a ninja, to be a soldier of Mother Suna.
Atop the battlement, looking to his left and right he would see the full force of Sunagakure in position ready to advance upon a given order. They were waiting for their Lord Stewart, Sousuke, to give the signal. Others seemed far to eager and would take the initiative and jump headstrong into the approaching fray below. Eager to join them he would reveal his razor sharp maw in anticipation. Without delay he himself would also dive off the top of the looming structure of metal and wonder. In what felt like an instant Kaen met the ground below with devastating force. As he made impact a large string of lines and seals emenated out from his open palm.
After the plume of white smoke cleared the visage of steel and defense arose to tower over his summoner. "
Building up his unkempt, raging powers over the fiery elements, Kaen would let loose a devastating attack from his outstretched hands. Not unlike a mini-nuclear explosion (not that those exist here) the area directly in front of him instantly became vaporized as superheated energy enveloped the Unbent army. But they would have little time to respond as Kaen had already taken a deep breath and breathed to life what could only look like a vicious dragon composed of Kaen's incredible fire chakra. It would rise up as if it were going to take flight, illuminating the battleground below for all to see. With a mighty roar, it would plummet with incredible force decimating the Unbent forces to the point of literally lighting them ablaze! "
Kaen would jump away from the local devastation he created, there were more Unbent to meet. There was no shortage of them it would seem as Kaen quickly found himself nearly surrounded. With a gleeful smile spread across his lips, he would stay still and allow them to advance upon him. He would raise his hands up and sling together a flurry of handseals, at once the immediate area surrounding him begun to break apart and molten lava sprayed up into the air to meet the oncoming Swarm. And yet they still advanced, he would attempt to make a get-a-way from the scene and let his lava trap do its work. These things seemed almost mindless to the point of stupidity, one after one they fell into this lava screaming and clawing their way towards Kaen. Shaking his head he would continue on.
Suddenly the chest plate would shoot up and lock into place. The armor's helmet would emanate an unnatural glow of swirling hues of black and red as the transformation started. It would exude outwards, surrounding and obscuring the view of everyone until only a plume of intense energy remained. Power cracked like lightning, chaining around the swirling cloud of energy not unlike the storm brewing overhead. This would be the first time they had demonstrated this new combination technique. The power and might of Kaen and the nigh-unstoppable defense of his spirit armor, both melded together in a rather unusual form. A wisp of smoke was kicked outwards as a foot swung out from the cloud, it found its footing without fail. As if in slow motion, the new entity would reveal its form in all its glory. 
She begins to focus chakra into entering her Feral Shift. She hones her spirit animal’s attributes to the point where they begin to blur the line between human and object. It was a state of body and mind that Ren was far too familiar with. A few years ago Ren sold herself into slavery, so that her mother could afford the medicine she needs to live. As a slave she was technically human, but she was treated as property. Chakra was gathering around her neck and glowing with a brilliant light. Once the circle of chakra was complete the condense chakra seems to turn into metal. Ren was now wearing a collar like those you see on slaves.
This wasn’t even a competition. It was a slaughter.