The gale carried lime powder with it, whipping Kiyohara's bangs violently backward, yet his masked figure remained completely unaffected.
Then Kiyohara flicked both hands in rapid succession. More than twenty shuriken shrieked through the air and flew into the dense fog ahead, embedding themselves deep into the ground and ruined walls.
In the next instant, his fingers hooked deftly, and the nearly transparent specially made copper wires attached to the ends of the shuriken tightened at once, weaving an imperceptible net through the lime-filled mist!
At the same time, Kiyohara quickly asked Magnet Release Kiyohara beside him,
"Help me check their exact positions and numbers."
Magnet Release Kiyohara nodded. That was no problem.
Before long, he floated away and passed through the thick lime fog.
He returned within a few breaths.
"Twelve. Mei Terumi is among them, along with a brat from the Kaguya Clan. The other ten are ordinary Kirigakure Chunin. Two have already been badly hurt by your lime and have temporarily lost their ability to fight."
"Twelve... Mei Terumi and the Kaguya Clan..."
Kiyohara's mind raced.
"I need to thin out the fodder first, then focus on the troublesome ones."
Kiyohara thought to himself.
"Then remember to possess me when it matters. I've never fought a Kaguya ninja before."
Kiyohara said.
He was in the same squad as Kakashi and the others now. Taking the lead alone was not him showing off.
Rather, he wanted to expand their advantage as much as possible. After all, only he could move through this without being affected.
"I know."
Magnet Release Kiyohara crossed his arms. He did not mind helping his past self, so long as his past self fulfilled his final wish.
"Much appreciated."
Seeing this, Kiyohara began focusing on the dense mist.
He told Kakashi and the others