Toshi dodged a kunai thrown by one of the men, but just barely. It nicked the edge of his shin, causing a few drops of blood to leak down it. He didn't need to do anymore, and so he wouldn't. When outnumbered, the least amount of moves is preferrable until you make your final assault. When he heard Mei's voice ask for him, he figured the time for that finale was now.<br/><br/>"Since you like it so much when i show off...." The cockiest grin ever possible pulled at the corner of Toshi's mouth as he put the shuriken's back into his pouch. "I might as well oblidge to that request...."<br/><br/>In a flash, Toshi would jump from spot to spot around the field. First to the closest man, then to the next, and the next, and the next along a path straight towards Mei. At each man, he'd shove his palm into spots along their bodies, occasionally having to block or dodge a few blows before being able to land them, but once he did each of them would clutch their chest and fall to their knees, their eyes becoming bloodshot and blood leaking from their mouths. He'd then ceremoniously jump into a rapid spiral flip in the air, landing one foot onto a stump nearby. He'd then pull a half rat hand seal to his chest. Only now could it be seen that his eyes were closed. When they shot open, a very loud thump could be heard from the center of each of the mens chests. Their hearts had exploded. They'd all fall over, the same expression stuck on their faces. Until now, Toshi had seemed as if he wasn't one to do such a gruesome killing. At least burning got rid of the body, but this was something almost straight out of a horror story.<br/><br/>Only a few men left, and Toshi crouched down, slipping kunai into each of his hands and held them back behind his body, ready to leap. "I'll spare them if you want... But we don't have to...." A slight pain in his voice could tell that what he had done had winded him a bit, and there were a few burn marks along his clothes and body from his own explosions, but he seemed to tough it out well.