A building, roughly the size of a small school gym, had been built on orders of the Toraono. It was stationed nearly a mile away from Suna, was made of clay with only one entrance, and only slits were put in at the top for ventilation. It was specifically built on the command of a one Michino Toraono, who was currently heading a class inside of the building.
Sitting only two feet apart were seven new students, and two older, that were his ‘third batch’ of trainees. He, up until recently, helped with some of the student’s training but never went as far as to instruct. For the longest time the young man didn’t think he had much to offer, but since the erection of the wall and the changing of areas, his families Dojo became the center of the new military training. He could no longer simply just offer advice, and joined the new group of teachers that was a mix of both the older Sunan staff and specialists from the Toraono.
Of those specialists, Michino was sorted into Endurance and Survival training, based on his martial past. Few had seen the parts of the desert he had and survived, and before he even had a chance to defend himself, Michino had turned into one of the New Legends. Half-Brother to the infamous mad scientist Ryuu Tama, and survivor of both the Godsend and the Inferno. Rumors on how he had lost his leg even started to circulate, despite it being common knowledge that his own father had removed it. His current favorite was he had lost it to a fight with a Desert Dire; wolves the size of a bull.
Since he could no longer deny the rumors, as they were mostly based in truth, the young Chuunin decided to roll with them and use what he went through as a method for teaching. Originally it started with high heat desert hikes that were short bursts of speed between a marker in the desert and then back again during the highest heat. From there he began using the desert to temper the endurance of the youth as it had done to him. In this essence a building was erected, made to draw in heat while a group of students and himself went through meditation and light combat exercises. Before even a few months had passed, Toraono Michino’s class was considered the hardest in the new school. Yet not a single student held their new instructor with disdain as he hobbled through the new young and helped the weakest to rise.
Today was no different than the ones before. He had an unusually large class, with only two students that he recognized. Due to this, the lesson today would be rudimentary; enduring the desert heat. The inside of the building would rise to temperature far greater than those outside, forcing the students inside to look for ways to survive. Usually within the first hour of the three hour class, at least one student would be on the verge of a heat stroke. On this day, his class endured bravely with no signs of giving in just yet. His hand stroked his chin, wearing thick robes and remaining impossibly clean, as he regarded his newest bunch with pride. Manipulating chakra inside of his body to cool his flesh while also relaxing his mind to endure the heat kept him comfortable in spite of his clothing. It would be the final technique he would impart upon those who were ready, as well as the final test of endurance to earn the class mark needed to become a Genin.
One of the two veteran students suddenly stood up, breaking the formation of the class and causing the heat in the air to stir uncomfortably. Michino glared up at the youth interrupting the flow of chi, but quickly changed to one of concern as he saw the look of fear in the kid’s eyes.
His name was Yuu Hisiano, and his greatest talent was his ability to sense changes in the land around him. The look the youth was expressing was one of sheer terror.
As the young instructor stood up to move towards his student, he just barely caught what was terrifying Hisiano.
OWARI!<i></i> The Toraono would call out to his twin soul. From the stump of his left leg purple fire exploded outwards before quickly shaping into the missing part of his leg. Following it his right arm became sheathed in the same fire, as part of their new contract, then the duo moved; fast.
Michino’s image flickered, then reappeared next to the Earthborne, and wrapped his left arm around the boy’s waist before lifting him up. In the same motion he removed the roof of the gym with a single punch of his demonic strength and stomped. The building ripped apart into three parts - a roof in the sky, Michino and one student on half, and the rest of his class on the next. In a split second after his actions the Sunan’s world shook as a large crag suddenly formed between the two halves, unnaturally deep and easily 600ft across. The jolt was so sudden that of his remaining class of 8, three were already clinging to the edge of the new desert canyon. In a panic the Toraono set down the child he personally saved and dead leaped towards his students. The mix of demonic and trained strength gave him nearly four-hundred of the six he needed to clear. His body landed against the inside of the canyon wall, hard, but his clawed hands clung to it. Without any hesitation, Michino began to use all his might to scurry horizontally across the canyon wall towards his endangered students, hoping he could make it before any of them were hurt further.
Sitting only two feet apart were seven new students, and two older, that were his ‘third batch’ of trainees. He, up until recently, helped with some of the student’s training but never went as far as to instruct. For the longest time the young man didn’t think he had much to offer, but since the erection of the wall and the changing of areas, his families Dojo became the center of the new military training. He could no longer simply just offer advice, and joined the new group of teachers that was a mix of both the older Sunan staff and specialists from the Toraono.
Of those specialists, Michino was sorted into Endurance and Survival training, based on his martial past. Few had seen the parts of the desert he had and survived, and before he even had a chance to defend himself, Michino had turned into one of the New Legends. Half-Brother to the infamous mad scientist Ryuu Tama, and survivor of both the Godsend and the Inferno. Rumors on how he had lost his leg even started to circulate, despite it being common knowledge that his own father had removed it. His current favorite was he had lost it to a fight with a Desert Dire; wolves the size of a bull.
Since he could no longer deny the rumors, as they were mostly based in truth, the young Chuunin decided to roll with them and use what he went through as a method for teaching. Originally it started with high heat desert hikes that were short bursts of speed between a marker in the desert and then back again during the highest heat. From there he began using the desert to temper the endurance of the youth as it had done to him. In this essence a building was erected, made to draw in heat while a group of students and himself went through meditation and light combat exercises. Before even a few months had passed, Toraono Michino’s class was considered the hardest in the new school. Yet not a single student held their new instructor with disdain as he hobbled through the new young and helped the weakest to rise.
Today was no different than the ones before. He had an unusually large class, with only two students that he recognized. Due to this, the lesson today would be rudimentary; enduring the desert heat. The inside of the building would rise to temperature far greater than those outside, forcing the students inside to look for ways to survive. Usually within the first hour of the three hour class, at least one student would be on the verge of a heat stroke. On this day, his class endured bravely with no signs of giving in just yet. His hand stroked his chin, wearing thick robes and remaining impossibly clean, as he regarded his newest bunch with pride. Manipulating chakra inside of his body to cool his flesh while also relaxing his mind to endure the heat kept him comfortable in spite of his clothing. It would be the final technique he would impart upon those who were ready, as well as the final test of endurance to earn the class mark needed to become a Genin.
One of the two veteran students suddenly stood up, breaking the formation of the class and causing the heat in the air to stir uncomfortably. Michino glared up at the youth interrupting the flow of chi, but quickly changed to one of concern as he saw the look of fear in the kid’s eyes.
His name was Yuu Hisiano, and his greatest talent was his ability to sense changes in the land around him. The look the youth was expressing was one of sheer terror.
As the young instructor stood up to move towards his student, he just barely caught what was terrifying Hisiano.
OWARI!<i></i> The Toraono would call out to his twin soul. From the stump of his left leg purple fire exploded outwards before quickly shaping into the missing part of his leg. Following it his right arm became sheathed in the same fire, as part of their new contract, then the duo moved; fast.
Michino’s image flickered, then reappeared next to the Earthborne, and wrapped his left arm around the boy’s waist before lifting him up. In the same motion he removed the roof of the gym with a single punch of his demonic strength and stomped. The building ripped apart into three parts - a roof in the sky, Michino and one student on half, and the rest of his class on the next. In a split second after his actions the Sunan’s world shook as a large crag suddenly formed between the two halves, unnaturally deep and easily 600ft across. The jolt was so sudden that of his remaining class of 8, three were already clinging to the edge of the new desert canyon. In a panic the Toraono set down the child he personally saved and dead leaped towards his students. The mix of demonic and trained strength gave him nearly four-hundred of the six he needed to clear. His body landed against the inside of the canyon wall, hard, but his clawed hands clung to it. Without any hesitation, Michino began to use all his might to scurry horizontally across the canyon wall towards his endangered students, hoping he could make it before any of them were hurt further.