Lady Shuka's calm reminder to keep their head - that she wouldn't be keeping Sango trapped in the jutsu for long, but even if she
was they could still escape it on their own - was a familiar one.
"Alright," they nodded, rolling their shoulders out in preparation and letting out a soft, settling breath.
Waiting for a genjutsu to be cast on them was always so much worse than being caught by surprise by one, they thought; the hair along their arms prickled and their stomach swooped uncomfortably. Still, they watched Lady Shuka's fingers carefully, as the older shinobi weaved them through the three seals. Once the last seal was set, Sango - well, they
knew she'd commanded them to
'Sink,' rather than actually heard her say it.
An icy wetness - that they could feel even through their thick, water-proof boots - enveloped their feet. Sango had the short thought that it was a rather slow-building jutsu, glancing down at the gently pooling water, right up until they blinked. Chains exploded from the water, which was suddenly everywhere, wrapped tightly around them and began to drag their body down into the depths.
Instinct took over for a heartbeat - maybe two - and the chuunin struggled against the chains futilely, gasping for one last breath before the water closed over their head.
"Remain calm," Lady Shuka's voice echoed in their mind, her soft
"Even when it feels impossible," overlapping with Yoshi's scoffed,
"Don't lose your head, you're on the training grounds, idiot." Sango bit their lip and stopped their struggling. Once their initial panic at being restrained and submerged in such cold water ebbed, they focused on the
details: how their hair floated around them in the water, the press and shift of the chains against their clothes, the way the light dimmed and waned the further down they sank.
When Lady Shuka would release Sango from the genjutsu, they would be out of breath and shivering, but
dry.
"That - is not a fun experience," they huffed, hands clenching and unclenching reflexively as they shook off the lingering ghost of their restraints.
"But very useful," they added, glancing up at the leader of Yukigakure with a small, almost mischievous smile.