"It feels like the Clone Technique."
Yugito Nii frowned.
She couldn't see any difference with the naked eye, but her instincts told her that something was off about the clones ahead. They weren't the real thing.
Her two teammates hesitated, as if they wanted to say something.
They really wanted to say...
"Maybe don't worry about whether they're real or not. If this fight drags on, Yugito Nii might be fine, but the two of us are bound to end up with two or three more cuts."
"If one of those blades hits somewhere vital, we'll die right here!"
"Is that so?"
As he spoke, the six figures paired off into three teams.
"Your throat, your spine, your heart..."
"Which of your comrades' bodies would you like to see with another wound?"
Kyohiko's voice rang out.
Yugito Nii frowned, thinking Kyohiko was far too arrogant.
But...
She glanced to the side and couldn't help staring in shock—
A long, narrow cut on one teammate's shoulder was still bleeding.
If they clashed again, given the other person's speed and swordsmanship, they might really be able to kill her teammate.
At least one of them!
Yugito Nii fell silent, then said coldly, "I don't care. If you kill my comrades, I can hunt down yours."
"Is that so?"
Kyohiko smiled.
The next moment, all six figures moved at once.
The three of them acted simultaneously.
Two claws appeared in Yugito Nii's hands. One of her teammates formed Hand Seals, pressed his hands to the ground, and sent lightning surging outward, spreading into a vast web-like pattern. As for the other...
Chakra poured out of him, enveloping his whole body and forming a special Lightning Release Chakra Armor.
It didn't feel quite complete, but it was certainly no ordinary ninjutsu.
The three stood