Shadows from the cloned Nara would surge forward in a ruckus of spinning destruction. Aiming straight ahead for Satoshi, the dark of the shadow near grasping the boy made of flesh and bone and tearing him to shreds. With not even a moment to spare, Satoshi would spare himself from the force of the shadows and appear at the side of the clone. It would be noted. The dark mimicry of Satoshi not so far behind that he would miss such a movement. Nothing would be quite so easy, especially not against himself. No feels nor emotions readily visible through the mass of resemblance, his observations had been complete.
His drill raging forwards. The jutsu cast by the other jinchuuriki. Tornados rushing past. Not the very pressure of the air around them slowing movements and taking what breath it could from all four of them. Yet here the Nara stood. Captured or eliminated would give him no upper hand. His teammate would also be left alone to deal with what would remain without any assistance from him. If he could have smirked, he might have. This one would undoubtedly move quickly. Whatever preparations he needed were either few or already done. Which meant his must be minimal as well. A single twitch of his muscles. That’s all he would need.
A race to the end. A shadow and a hand striking out. Vs. A snap of the fingers.
Now. What might a field highly condensed with futon cause a small spark of katon to occur? Cause and effect truly was a fascinating thing. Let the two Nara be at the center of this mass of light, fire, and chaos. Darkness in the light. How fitting. If successful, the futon would rapidly begin to be swallowed by that of the small katon spark. Fire raging throughout the halls of the room and overtaking all four of the living forms.
"You speak highly for such defective debris!” The combined voices of kurama and Sada herself. Perfection and its addition. The two of them were somewhat one now, but entirely separate. Strength, power, chakra. Beauty, life perfection. They could be combined. They could be separate. But there was no stopping them.
Pressure overtaking the field, Sada refused to let it slow her. Let her strength carry through! No mind was paid to Satoshi nor his clone. Just her fake. Just this imposter. The power of Kurama surging through her and his irritation only growing. This thing was mocking him, not only Sada. Sidestepping his as unimportant as these chains?!
Her attack was immediately destroyed. Sealed. Sealed away. Sada was familiar with these seals at least… maybe. The process seemed simple enough. But whether it was due to her having similar chakra or being powerful enough to absorb any attack was beyond the woman without further inspection. It was impressive. And irritating. The attack had been meant to end the pitiful creature, so she had not rushed. Who knew she had such a snobbish trick up her sleave.
Seals formed and air blasted from the clone’s mouth, Sada had stood tall and firm. With irritation, she’d see the attack coming only barely. Muscles tensed and ripping through the heavy weight of the area, she’d bring her fan across her body to throw forth another futon attack. But in the end, futon would overtake her, tearing and ripping through the fan and in the end a blast of futon throwing back the redhead with tattered bits of fan. Snarling, the one tailed female moved immediately into the next. Gashes that might have met her skin beginning to heal as the female lifted herself to her feet again, fighting pressure that she had not let fall away.
The speed of futon and blowback would no doubt put Sada out of range for the woman to get behind her, but upon getting to her feet the clone could certainly be atop her. Healing small fractions of her body via her tailed control, the two tails at the back of her body would come out to meet with the chains of the foe. The redhead would stand. Hands forming into aggravated signs. Sada would prepare an attack. That is… if katon didn’t rip through the area and change the four and the battlefield all together…
NAME: Katon: Hibana [Fire Release: Spark]
RANK: D
CHAKRA USAGE: Very Low
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Katon
DESCRIPTION:
An incredibly simple technique requiring no hand seals, the user clicks their fingers and produces one or more small sparks.
NAME: Chakuraāmu [Chakra Arms]
RANK: B
CHAKRA USAGE: Medium
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: N/A
DESCRIPTION:
When a Tailed Beast or Jinchuuriki taps reaches into their Version 1 Chakra Cloak, they are capable of using the bubbling chakra which surrounds them as an extension of their body. These chakra appendages can be freely manipulated for almost an infinite distance as a result of its lack of joints. Additionally, they can surge at opponents at speeds that even Sharingan masters have trouble reacting to. These appendages can grow in size and form, but only those who have control of at least half of their tails (majority of tails, if Bijuu has uneven number of tails) or Version 2 Chakra Cloaks can create any number of chakra arms they desire from any part of their body. Just like the original chakra arms, these extra arms can be used as grappling hooks, for grabbing opponents/objects, defense, or offensively. Unlike the original arms, these chakra arms are much thicker, and darker as a result of Version 2's advanced nature. For those who have minimal control, all chakra arms will always cause burns to those who contact them. (can be made cool for those with good amount of control). In the case of the Ichibi Jinchuuriki, these chakra arms will be in the form of sand.