"Damn it, what kind of ninjutsu is this?!"
A flicker of shock crossed Darui's heart as he stared in disbelief at Kimimaro's pale, womanishly delicate hands.
A ninjutsu unleashed using the bones in his hands?
Darui's expression changed slightly, and his heart sank further.
The Shikotsumyaku had long been lost to the Shinobi World. Darui did not possess Ōnoki's breadth of experience, so it was only natural that he could not recognize it. But that did not prevent him from speculating about Kimimaro's abilities.
If he could use the bones in his hands to attack, then the bones in the rest of his body... should be no exception.
That bone sword he had held earlier might have been made by pulling a bone from his own body!
This ability... was truly bizarre!
Darui took a deep breath, gradually steadying himself.
As the bearer of Kumogakure's last remaining glory... he absolutely could not fall here!
Even if he could not defeat Konoha's squad, he had to escape this place!
In that case...
Darui raised his head and looked up at the sky, making a decision.
"Say... don't tell me this guy was scared stiff by Kimimaro? Why isn't he moving?"
Suigetsu rubbed his chin, his face full of curiosity.
Of course, Suigetsu had no intention of mocking this Cloud Ninja.
Back then, when he had first seen Kimimaro pull bones from his own body to fight, he had been utterly horrified as well, nearly scaring himself into a puddle of water. This Cloud Ninja's reaction... well... how should he put it?
It was understandable!
Seemingly sensing the shift in Darui's emotions, Kimimaro did not rush to attack. Instead, he remained where he was and quietly watched Darui's face.
He still had that bit of "gentlemanly" courtesy.
Because Darui had used Storm