It was a great chance to finish off the enemy and Pakura followed, using Shakuto to attack, behind the rapidly retreating swordsman who sought to hold her off with the help of the other jonins.
The battle was fought at such speeds and close range that only the contact players were of any use, and the ninjutsu specialists simply didn't have time to aim for fear of using area attacks, and the kunoichi wasn't about to give them that opportunity, throwing a couple of kibakufud at them and blowing them up almost immediately.
Under their cover, and with the fog growing thicker, Pakura threw heat blasts at Jinin, feeling with her heel the precious moments before the other swordsmen joined the battle, but the Kabutovare wielder had time to collect himself and even with one hand still working he was able to bring his great sword to bear, even though the metal quickly grew so hot that it smelled like burnt flesh.
The pain from the wounds inevitably caused the swordsman to slow down a bit and Pakura was lucky to get a hold of the shinobi's leg that had already been hit earlier, further reducing his mobility and ability to dodge attacks.
Just as she was about to deliver the fatal blow, getting close to the enemy and blocking the axe's strike with her two kunai, a thin whistling sound was heard from behind, barely audible even to the chakra-enhanced human ear.
The sensation of danger shrieked and the girl drew back, throwing the confrontation with the wounded shinobi to the side, but even so, the projectile that flashed past struck her tangentially, ripping through her vest and scraping her ribs on the left side.
Jinin did not have the same reaction speed, and the silver spear tore a chunk of meat from the shinobi's right shoulder, splashing blood.
- Kushimaru! - The wounded swordsman roared angrily, still having enough strength to attack his opponent in a moment of weakness, which spoke of his immense survivability.
His response was a maniacal laugh, a great sword approaching very quickly and pulled back with a string, while Pakura rolled aside from the blow and hurled her kunai at the enemy, literally shooting herself with all four limbs, not even pushing herself to her feet.
The time for the attack had expired and it was urgent to make a footing, satisfied that only two swordsmen out of three would be able to continue the chase.
A spear whizzed by, stabbing where the girl had been a moment before, and Pakura dived into the dense fog, almost reflexively swinging away from the shadow that had come at her from the side, which turned out to be another jonin.
Bones crunching, the kunoichi didn't even slow down, and the shinobi flew aside with a painful shriek and a blob of heat following.
The orbs spinning around the kunoichi didn't have time to dry out the moisture in the air, leaving a plume of steam and reducing the killing power of the kekkei genkai, but that was the last thing on her mind at the moment - all Pakura could think about was avoiding her surroundings and avoiding getting hurt by reducing her speed.
She didn't pay much attention to the usual throwing projectiles from the recovered chunin, which could do little more than cut her skin, but the Nui-bari thrown by Kushimaru was a real danger, and she had to change direction quickly, losing valuable time.
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