He punched.

Jirobo's chest caved in, spraying bone shards and blood across the glade they stood on.

He felt queasy at the sight, and then turned away.

He panted, and then staggered back to Shikamaru.

He dropped down next to Shikamaru and placed a hand on his throat.

Still alive. Good.

His father's words echoed back to him.

Sooner or later, you'll find somebody who sees you for who you are, not what you are.

And when that happens, you treasure them with your life, you hear me?

Tears trickled down from his face.

A sharp stabbing pain formed in his chest, and he fell over.

I've... found that somebody... dad...

His heartbeat quieted.

And then stopped.

Hinata dodged another arrow from Kidomaru.

I hate long-range fighters so much!

Even though she could see exactly where he was, he kept darting away from her, kept summoning spiders and she was so sick of it all!

Her chakra supply was dwindling steadily, and her reserves, while sizable, weren't bottomless.

Sakura wasn't too much better, also working her way through her own horde of summons.

I really should've kept some of Naruto's clones with me, she bitterly thought.

She dodged another arrow, but it swung around and grazed her shoulder.

Those things turn?

It punched straight through a tree.

She punched a spider away and darted straight towards where she knew he was.

He was smart, yes, but also quite proud.

He'd think this a mockery of his archery skills, and shoot.

Sure enough, he nocked an arrow with six of his limbs and fired.

It punched straight through her gut, and nearly arrested her momentum.

She grabbed the cord and pushed as much chakra through it as she could.

Kidomaru seized up, the foreign energy shredding through him.

She ran towards him and jabbed at his core.

His chest exploded, and she immediately turned to where the others ran off to.

Sakura caught her, and began to run.

"Two minutes until the blood loss kills me," she whispered. Sakura nodded, and sped up.

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Sayuri formed four clones, which all attacked Kimimaro.

He blocked a slash from one and blocked her back strike with his elbow.

He forced her back and dispelled a clone with a bullet.

He stabbed two others in the smoke, giving him enough space to fire a javelin at the last clone.

It leaned back and disengaged.

She jumped back in, blocking his slash.

She attempted to force eye contact and he glared.

He drew another blade from his shoulder, and slashed with both.

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