Hidden from sight, Aoba kept his Byakugan active, tracking every movement across the battlefield as he continued his precise report. "Kakashi-sensei, Jonin Three still hasn't made a move. He's hiding behind a stone pillar on the right side of the bridge and gathering Chakra. He appears to be preparing a large-scale sealing technique, probably to lock down the entire bridge and cut off our retreat."
Kakashi's expression shifted. "Aoba, keep a close watch on Jonin Three. Tell me the moment he starts forming Hand Seals."
"Understood."
Aoba fixed his gaze on the Jonin behind the pillar. "His Chakra fluctuations are stabilizing. He's almost ready. He'll launch the technique in ten seconds at most."
The lead Kirigakure Jonin pressed his attack with a long sword, every strike vicious and cunning. "Still distracted by giving orders to your teammates? Kakashi, your time's up!"
His sword came down again, wreathed in killing intent. The blade cut through the air with a piercing whistle, aimed straight at Kakashi's vitals.
Kakashi sidestepped with precision, then caught the blade in his hand. Chakra surged through him as he held the attack at bay. "You're the one who's distracted."
The lead Jonin's pupils contracted. He clearly hadn't expected Kakashi to react so quickly. "Fast reflexes. Too bad dodging alone has never won a fight."
"Dodging is only the beginning," Kakashi said. "Now it's my turn."
Kakashi twisted his wrist and wrenched the sword sideways. The sudden force numbed the lead Jonin's arm, and the weapon nearly slipped from his grasp.
"What?!"
The lead Jonin retreated at once and steadied himself, staring at Kakashi. "Your strength and Chakra control are far beyond an ordinary Special Jonin's. You're no mere young ninja!"
Kakashi ignored his surprise. "Stop fighting and leave now. I'll spare your lives."
"Spare our lives?"
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