Whoosh, whoosh!
Clang, clang!
"Choji."
Shikamaru formed hand seals, and a black shadow extended from beneath his feet, restraining the shadows of three enemies.
His face was filled with anxiety.
As he watched the black-clad shinobi, who bore no identifying information whatsoever, he began to think over everything that had just happened.
"Here, Expansion: Twin Palm Push."
Choji's hands swelled, stretching and enlarging. He clapped them together.
Bang!
The three shinobi were instantly crushed into pulp, blood spraying through the gaps between his fingers.
Splat, splat!
Blood fell onto the grass, making soft sounds.
"Choji, watch out! Above you!" Ino's voice came from behind Shikamaru.
Her hands were aimed above Choji's head.
Mind Transfer.
Hearing her warning, Choji's right hand rapidly shrank to half its size while his remaining hand, which shielded his body, pressed over his head.
Clang!
The armored guard on his hand blocked an enemy's attack.
The other was controlled by Ino's ninjutsu.
A troubled expression appeared on Shikamaru's face as he used his remaining chakra to restrain the enemy who could still move.
Choji also came back to his senses and threw a shuriken into the enemy's body.
Splat, splat!
The two enemies fell.
Huff, huff~
Once Ino sensed that the enemies had fallen, all three of them began panting.
The brief battle had left them thoroughly shaken.
"What exactly is going on?" Choji asked as he stared wide-eyed at the dead enemies on the ground.
Ino guessed, "This must be Uncle Tonbo's Genjutsu. Genjutsu is what he's best at."
"Genjutsu?" Choji looked at the gloomy surroundings.
He even pulled a bag of snacks from his waist and began eating.
"The taste in my mouth doesn't feel like Genjutsu."
Crunch!
"Hey, hey, you can still eat in a situation like this?" Ino was speechless.
And why