Chapter 33.5- One Thousand Hands

The lava swallowed the approaching rocks and continued onwards to the Jounin’s position, forcing him to jump up and backwards away from the attack, still taken by instinct, she reached up her hands and took control of the lava she’d just spat out and made it explode almost randomly across its surface, sending lava flying in all directions and forcing all those watching and the Jounin she was fighting scrambling backwards to avoid the spray. She crouched low to the ground and took a breath before pushing off from the ground and rushing at his position.

He dodged backwards from her first swipe, but this time she saw the attempt to push her off before it fully realised and cruel crushed the pillar of stone with one of her tails. The other two reached out for his feet. He managed to avoid one of the tails but the other took a hold of his left ankle and dragged him down. His hands shot into the ground and rose up clad in gauntlets as he tried to punch her off. She dodged away from the punch and grabbed the hand with another tail. It wrapped around the hand and crushed it savagely before dragging him up.

He moved to punch her with the other fist but she caught it in her hand and began to squeeze. He detached the rock glove, freeing up his hand and leaving the glove in her hand before pointing his palm at her and sending her flying with a gust of wind. She snarled as she felt her mind cloud at being denied her prey once again. He muttered some words that most would not have heard, but she heard the curses aimed at her and her nature but ignored them in favour of attempting to clear her mind and focus.

He was already down one hand, and was mostly out of the fight. She just had to deliver the finishing blow. He began weaving one-handed seals but she was intent on not having him finish whatever jutsu he had in mind. She covered the distance between them once again and landed right on top of him. This time, as her chakra pressed down on him, his body collapsed in mud that began to reach around and surround her. Sh trashed against the bindings as more and more mud reached from the ground towards her position.

Moved by instinct once again, she roared, sending out a cone of force that washed away the mud around her. She slapped her tails into the ground, causing a tremor that shattered her surroundings and forced her target out of his hidden position. Whatever attempts he made to use jutsu failed in the end as she covered him in lava from head to toe. Once again, she snarled at finding out her target had been a clone.

Her ears twitched as her foe appeared out of actual thin air with a kunai aimed at her throat. She stared at his face as his blank expression broke at the last minute. His mouth opened against his will to spit blood on her that her chakra cloak boiled to steam. He looked down and she followed his gaze to the tail buried in his stomach.

XXXXXX- SENJU SHORIRAMA

The plan in the end, was a simple one. Slightly more complex than what I initially had in mind, but still simple enough that we had only needed to ask a few questions too ensure that everyone understood their role in what would be coming. The plan also consisted of several of what my modern-day sensibilities classified as war crimes.

The first of which, was poisoning the rives that the Suna nin were definitely going to be relying on. That was what he, Uraume, and Shiba had been dispatched to handle.