In the dimly lit cave, amidst the echoes of strained grunts and the soft patter of falling debris, Yugo's desperate gamble unfolded with brutal efficiency. With his forearm transformed into a 'Broadaxe', he made a grisly but tactical decision. In a grim display of resolve, Yugo severed his own left arm below the elbow to escape the adhesive clutches of the masked woman's gum jutsu. The sharp pain was a mere whisper to his senses, drowned out by the roaring adrenaline and the instinctive rush of battle.
As he freed himself, Yugo didn't pause to mourn his loss. Instead, he used the momentum to launch himself away, managing to snatch a fist-sized stone from the cave floor. The masked woman's eyes would have widened underneath the mask, as she was not expecting such sacrifice to be done. With a deft flick of his wrist, Yugo hurled it straight at the masked woman’s solar plexus, forcing her to pivot defensively just as she had before. This move was a setup, the feint attention drew her attention before she could realize its true intention, Yugo would have had enough time prepare his real strike. With agile grace, Yugo darted forward, his body a blur as he executed a sweeping kick aimed at her left ankle. This, too, was a diversion, meant to disguise his true intent. With the masked woman momentarily focused on the lower attack, Yugo’s right arm, cocked and ready like a primed spear, was thrust forward in a vicious palm strike aimed at her abdomen.
The impact was precise and devastating, targeting her liver to induce shock and cause severe intestinal trauma. The strike was not just a hit—it was an expert application of medical knowledge, intended to incapacitate and disable. A flash of yellow chakra light erupted from his right palm, enhancing the palm strike with an explosive burst of energy, designed to deepen the impact and ensure the masked woman would not be rising again soon, and he was right. The woman's body would become lifeless, dispersing into a cloud of smoke and then revealing to a mining puppet with a sealing tag on it's forehead. Once defeated the cave would begin to shake, eliminating the physical barrier that separated Yugo and Gumo.
Hidden by the mask that concealed her smirk, the masked woman had underestimated her young adversaries, confident in her superior skills and strategy. Positioned in the heart of the cave, she was sure of her victory over the Kumogakure genin. Yet, she was oblivious to the impending danger silently amassing behind her—the leftover chakra-infused gum from Gamu's previous maneuvers had quietly converged, forming a stealthy clone that now poised itself to strike. The moment she realized her peril, it was already too late. The gum clone sprang to life, wrapping its sticky limbs around her with a vice-like grip that pinned her arms and legs, immobilizing her almost instantly. The masked woman struggled against the relentless adhesive, but her efforts were in vain; she was caught, and her fate was no longer in her hands.
Meanwhile, Gamu was already setting the stage for his next move. He spat out another piece of gum to create an elastic wall behind him, using it as a makeshift slingshot. As he catapulted himself towards the woman at breakneck speed, he became a golden blur, his approach hidden by the smokescreen from the falling rocks. She could barely react as Gamu, now enveloped in a fearsome aura of lightning, spun through the air towards her.
The impact when it came was devastating. Gamu's Cloud-Style: Rolling Thunder Cutter technique—a variant of his Cloud-Style: Descending Thunder—was executed with lethal precision. As he tore through the smoke and debris, anything in his path was obliterated. The masked woman, still entangled in the gum, had no means to evade or counter the ferocious assault. The lightning infused through the gum intensified the pain, searing through her defenses and overwhelming her senses with its raw power. Defeated, the masked woman lay amidst the chaos of the battle, her senses dulled and her body heavy with defeat. As consciousness slipped away, she was forced to concede to the unexpected prowess and cunning of the Kumogakure shinobi. Her last coherent thoughts mingled respect and regret, acknowledging that she had misjudged her opponent—a miscalculation that had led to her downfall in the dark, unforgiving confines of the cave. The woman's body would become lifeless, dispersing into a cloud of smoke and then revealing to a mining puppet with a sealing tag on it's forehead. Once defeated the cave would begin to shake, eliminating the physical barrier that separated Yugo and Gumo.
As the dividing walls of the cave crumbled, revealing the orchestrator of the miners' tragedy, both Yugo and Gamu were taken aback. Collapsed on his knees, an aged figure gasped for air, visibly drained and weakened. The operation's mastermind was no more than an old man now, his strength sapped nearly completely, his body barely able to muster the energy to speak.
He rasped in a desperate, fading voice, "Damn it... the master will have my head..." His words trailed off as exhaustion overcame him, his eyelids fluttering closed. Though he remained alive, he was a defeated man, his spirit broken, left powerless and resigned to his fate in the dim shadows of the cave.
Location: Mining District (In the Mine), Gold Distrtict
Posting Order: Story -> Indira -> Yugo -> Gamu
Post Time Limit (PTI): 3 Days
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