Kiri-nin did not mock, but as if understanding each other without a word, silently rushed to the attack.
The fat man was just absorbing ninjutsu chakra with his sword, and the lanky shinobi was wielding it from behind his back, taking advantage of the length of his weapon and not rushing to retaliate.
Jinin had learned his lesson to the fullest. In fact, the fresher couple didn't have to bother much, using ninjutsu to kick the tired and wounded kunoichi.
After a minute of desperate resistance, Pakura missed first one shot to her shoulder, then another to her right arm, and Fuguki's most powerful blow simply crushed the block she'd been given and sheared the skin off her right side, throwing her far back, plunging her into agony.
Her chakra reserve, which was already low by this time, was finally depleted, and the pain from her broken ribs nearly knocked her unconscious as she landed on the sand.
Choking and involuntarily curled into a ball, the girl only by a gigantic effort of will did not allow herself to sob, biting her lip to the blood, either from the pain or from the realization that it was the end.
- Finish that bastard and let's go back," Suikazan breathed, taking a breath and pulling a handkerchief from his pocket to put it to his bloody eye socket.
- It's about time," the fat man's partner snorted and went to the weakly moving shinobi, picking up Nuibari.
Pakura lifted her head fearlessly to meet the approaching death, but in the next moment she felt a giant source of chakra, not even a sensor, appearing nearby.
There it was instantly nearby, and Kiri's swordsman was hit by a crushing sword strike from a tall shinobi with a thick braid of scarlet hair who had emerged from the shunshin.
***
The moment the summoning had pulled me from the basement of the house where I was sorting through the numerous additions to the fuin library, only foul thoughts were in my head, but the instantaneous chakra exchange with the shadow clone, though unpleasant with the volume of new memories, quickly put everything in place.
The conditions of using the scroll - given to the spy purely in case he couldn't handle pulling Suna's kunoichi on his own or an unforeseen situation arose - were fully met, as the opportunity to kill three swordsmen at once, who were shaken by a fight with a not the most convenient opponent, can be extremely rare and worth the risk of personal presence, as well as the disclosure of some nuances of my abilities in my home village.
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