The relationship between the Three-Tails and Toru was… confusing. And yet, prior experience prevented the Great Shinobi from associating the Three-Tails as much more than an impulsive creature, with all of the instinctual behaviors of an animal – self-preserving, self-caring, and with some sort of accumulated generational trauma. One couldn’t hate an animal… but you
could condemn the destruction it caused, if only the destruction itself.
The Three-Tails caused such a terror back in the years… how did Toru feel being its Jinchūriki? To carry all of that on his shoulders… at such an age, too. An untold, unheard elegy? A brewing anger?
What a terrifying physical defense. The Bijū’s chakra had become so dense on Toru’s skin that it acted as a shield, effortlessly blasting away the water blades as if they were made of wood. So much power, and yet Toru’s environmental awareness was looking dull – Kumori
knew that a fully aware Toru would remember the real Kumori who evaded earlier, then escaped the water at another position. It would’ve been easy for the Mizukage to deduce him as the real target…
One of the clones was too slow to evade the unpredictable charge from Toru, not even expecting the shinobi to find them as the real target. Why waste energy doing such a thing? Did he truly not realize it, or was Kumori’s maneuver too subtle? Either way, such recklessness had to be disciplined – even if Lord Toru was the Eighth Mizukage, Kumori had a duty as Councilman of his to straighten him up with the kind of advice he knew Toru would appreciate.
As Toru had attacked the clone, Kumori began weaving handseals. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5… Hare, Tiger, Snake, Sheep, Pig… 6, 7, 8, 9, 10… Dragon, Horse, Rat, Hen, Monkey…
His handseals were numerous, but once the final handseal was formed with his hands, a loud cutting sound echoed across the entire lake. From Toru’s position, the clone he had catapulted himself towards had been tackled away into a cloud of smoke akin to what Shadow Clones were known for, but he’d quickly find himself surrounded by spinning walls of water. A vortex had formed around his position, with water spinning at such high speeds that it could tear flesh and bone off if an escape attempt was made.
The Tailed Beast within Toru had a new challenge to overcome – would its strengthened defenses allow him to escape the globe that had now surrounded him at all fronts? Or would Toru be able to
think his way out of this one, akin to what he had tried earlier…?
For extra measure, Kumori even had the water underneath the Mizukage’s feet begin to move. The entire space around Toru was a spinning globe that quickly began filling up with water. The last act of the water that had yet to occur would be the compression – the act in which the water within would shrink the space occupied, until its density was ten-fold or twenty-fold. This would crush any average shinobi’s body to pudding… but this Jutsu was an S-Rank, and even with Kumori’s enormous chakra reserves, he was gritting his teeth with all of his might to make the Jutsu work. Someone like Toru could definitely find a way out that didn’t involve hurting himself…
Either that, or Kumori was yet underestimating the terrific power of the Tailed Beasts.
NAME: Suiton: Suitama Gekiha [Water Release: Water Globe Crushing]
RANK: S
CHAKRA USAGE: High
CLASSIFICATION: Ninjutsu
ELEMENT: Water
DESCRIPTION:
A very powerful advancement of the Suiton: Suiro no Jutsu, the user creates a huge swirling spherical vortex of water around their target, which can be large enough to capture large summons or massive groups of shinobi. The inner surface of the globe is incredibly hard to break, as it is constantly revolving at a very high speed, however it requires less physical force to break from the outside. The globe then slowly begins filling with water, eventually finishing after around 3 minutes, before in a single instant, compressing itself, thus quartering it's size and crushing everything within. Any regular humans caught within have almost no hope of surviving as anything recognizable as human, literally crushed into a pulp, whereas denser materials may escape with cracks, dents and heavy bruising. Even the bones of large animals such as Boss Summons while shatter under the immense pressure.