A stocky dark-haired and bearded man wearing a poncho over his jonin field uniform and holding a strange axe and hammer was identified by the girl as Jinin Akimbo, wielder of the great sword Kirigakure, Kabutoware.
The second was like the exact opposite of the first - much taller, leaner, with a mane of blond hair and a face covered by an Anbu mask. Pakura recognized Kushimaru Kuriarare, the owner of Nuibari, by his long sword, which looked more like a needle and thread.
- In a hurry to get somewhere? - Akimbo smirked. - Do you really want to die so quickly?
- And as a result, you'll die tired," Suikazan grinned, grinning through a row of pointed teeth.
The girl's stomach turned icy and her mouth went dry - she'd never been in such a hopeless situation before.
- To think that Kirigakure mobilized three members of the Kiri no Shinobigatana Shichinin Shuu to deal with me," she shook her head, showing a steadfastness she didn't feel and launching clots of heat around herself while frantically calculating the situation.
Pakura didn't want to die, despite the fact that the chances of simply escaping from the ambush were minimal, let alone fighting off three swordsmen at once without getting hit by a mass of more than three dozen people who, at other times, wouldn't have been an obstacle at all.
The clothes on his back were soaked with wet sweat, and a fire of hatred flared in his chest. Hatred for the bastard Mists, for the new Kazekage and the advisors, whose approval of this operation had not gone unnoticed, for the silent executors who could slaughter a fellow soldier at the word of their superiors without a blink of an eye and without asking any questions.
And under the influence of that hatred, the orbs of heat swirling around her burned brightly, drying the ground beneath her feet.
- The Mizukage is just too wary of contingencies, so he sent all the available swordsmen," Fuguki shrugged.
And as if they had been waiting for those words, the fogmen attacked with iron and the ninjutsu users began to quickly fold seals, but all of them were unable to react to the sudden rush of the target, except for the three strongest shinobi.
Pushing her chakra circulation to the max, Pakura squeezed all the speed she could out of her body, leaving clods of dislodged earth flying upward behind her in an attempt to reach the most vulnerable S-class fighter before the two most dangerous swordsmen sandwiched her between them.
The ninjutsu created by the support plowed the ground behind her back, and the kunai and shuriken flying directly at her, the kunoichi fended off with a slight movement of her palm, creating releases of fuuton chakra that turned into strong gusts of wind.
Not that Jinin Akimbo was weak, he wasn't, but of the trio, he was the one who was the slowest, with no obvious means of defense, even though his sword had unrivaled destructive power.
Pakura rightly considered his main advantage to be his speed and the very high lethality of the kekkei genkai, which made it possible to take out the bearded man first.
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