Land of Lightning Near Target OutpostAfter Midnight
It was a standoff, six shinobi, three on each side, no one moving. It was like they’d known they were coming, but not what direction. Yurai grit his teeth and focused on his network, the seals forming to initiate a technique of sorts. Not one of his personal seals, but one he knew how to create. Lightly, he tapped each of his teammates, applying the same seals to them. This way...they wouldn’t have to reveal their plans to the enemy.
“Our orders are unchanged even if we have been discovered. Don’t get captured. Destroy as much as possible and give me time to transport key emplacements. We need to deal with these three quickly and move on before they have the chance to alert anyone else.”
The communication was silent, his lips didn’t even move. “I’ve linked us, don’t talk aloud unless you’re trying to lie or distract the enemy.” That said, he stopped focusing on the link. They’d done this before, they knew how to use the seals. Focus the chakra and try to talk. The seal did the rest.
Turning his attention elsewhere, Yurai stepped away from his teammates, sliding one foot forwards, splaying his fingers out wide. Chakra pulsed through the network of seals throughout his gear. He let his eyes dart between the three obstacles in their path. One man and two women. One of the women had a heavily wrapped object on her back, the other was heavily wrapped herself. The man, his opponent it seemed, was, well...he’d be easy to lose in a crowd.
Activating seals on his feet his sprung at his opponent and that movement was all it took to cause the woman in wrappings to do the same, lunging towards one of his allies. He didn’t have time to help. It would be up to them to deal.
With any luck, they could take care of this quickly. His lips tilted downwards.
As if luck were ever on his side.