And the result - the doton man, who decided to bury himself by habit, simply did not take into account that under his feet was not solid ground, but very mobile and crumbly sand. My tsunami washed away the many meters of dune with the bastard, and successively applied Suiton: Daibakuryu no Jutsu, which sucked the almost-surfaced jonin deep under the water, and Suiton: Goshokuzame, which tore him apart in the murky water, did their job.
I wasn't the only one who was doing well, though - just a few seconds after finishing the Suiton: Daibaku Suihosha technique, I felt the death of one of the jonin fighting against Sakumo, and a dozen seconds later, Hatake finished off the other two one by one, once again confirming his title as one of the strongest fighters in Konoha. After that, he moved towards me, as did a couple of still alive nukenin, followed by the rest of the allies.
Well, I had accomplished my main task of helping Kay, so I could prepare a little surprise for the nukenin in such a hurry to meet their deaths. Taking a pose of extreme fatigue - my hands on my knees, my head hanging down and my hair covering my face as if I were trying to catch my breath from a heavy workload - I cast thin, almost imperceptible threads of shadow in the direction of the approaching enemies and began to adjust their position in the wet sand, tracking the movement of the victims by chakra.
Since the jonins were only a couple of kilometers away, they managed to overcome the barchan blocking my view very quickly and, obviously considering me a defenseless victim, silently rushed forward, literally flowing over the sand. The panting Shibatori, who appeared a little later than them, was only able to wail desperately, warning me.
- Ryo!
Playing along with the role of defenseless victim, I raised my head as if startled, regretting that the mask hid my expression, and then simply folded my hands into a seal of concentration. Watching the triumphant faces of enemies that almost got you, but at the last step as if crashed into a concrete wall, frozen in place, brings an incomparable pleasure.
One glance under their feet, at the suddenly manifested paths of shadows that gradually crawled over their bodies, was enough for the Nukenins to realize everything. Without the slightest difficulty in entangling the captives up to their necks, I easily straightened up and swept the hair that had unraveled from my braids away from my face.
- Did you really think you could catch me so easily?" I asked my shocked friend, smirking in a way that was visible even through the fabric.
Taking a few steps towards the motionless Iwa shinobi and ignoring the utterly frantic expressions on the veterans' faces, I slapped a paper stamp on their springs under their clothes and then on their foreheads, making them collapse in a faint.
- Don't scare me like that," Kay wiped the sweat from his forehead as he came closer, "I thought I was done running away from Ryo.
- If those hoopoes couldn't sense that my remaining chakra was more than four times as much as theirs stacked together, that's their problem," I shrugged, letting go of the shadow and catching the falling carcasses by the scruff of the neck with each hand.
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