XXXXX- KITSUCHI THE EARTH-SHAKER
If someone had warned him that this is what would have happened if he involved Roshi and Han in this fight, then he'd probably have let the Kazekage brat do as he willed and left it that. Because as bad as it could have been, it would never have got this bad if the brat was left alone to his own devices.
The brat fought like a regular ninja. A regular ninja, strong enough that even Kitsuchi knew he had no chance against him. But at the end of the day, a human was a human. What had been unleashed on the village hidden in the stone was no human. There was nothing human about it. The Yonbi had done what four Great Ninja villages across three wars had failed to do. It had brought the Great Stone low. Before him, he could see another building sink into the lava as the fight between Han and the Four tails continued to rage in what had become the ruins of his father's legacy.
His right hand had been crushed to a bloody pulp, so he was well and truly out of the action, but he knew that even if he'd been whole, fresh, and rested, this fight would have been leagues beyond his pay grade. He knew he wasn't ready to be Tsuchikage. He knew he didn't have the strength to compare with the S-rank monsters who wore the hat, and now it was obvious to not just him, but his entire village.
The Yondaime Hokage had died, sealing away a rampaging Nine tails. The Yondaime Tsuchikage stood at the top of a building, watching his village sink into lava as a rampaging Four Tails proved that he'd be no match for it. The comparison was obvious, and it irritated him to no end. Kitsuchi had lived with the shadow of Minato Kamikaze hanging over his head like a sword poised for an execution. And even after succeeding his father, that shadow would never leave him. Because he could already tell that regardless of what happened, History would remember him as the Tsuchikage that lost Iwa to their own weapon.
And what made it worst was that whatever Gaara of the Desert had come here to accomplish was probably still happening without any delay.
Kitsuchi ground his teeth watching them fight, and then the devil began to whisper in his ear. He could see it there, the sand platform that carried the resting body of his enemy. He ached to jump upwards and take revenge for his father's village with his own two hands. He wouldn't be able to save Iwa, but at least he could give them the head of their enemy. Rather, he would have been able to if the bastard hadn't already crippled him. Some ninjas could learn to work with only one limb, but that was after years of training and experience.
"Report" Kitsuchi said, acknowledging the ANBU who dropped from the air and landed next to him.
"The attack from the Kazekage was a distraction. Several ninja have come in contact with shinobi of the hidden sand hidden around the village. None were captured, but we have a good enough idea of their targets" He said, making my scowl deepen. Something had been foul about this attack from the beginning. I'd assumed it was the arrogance of youth who believed in his own invincibility, but now I could see that he was acting like the Raikage of old. It was a strange way to play the game. Putting the King out in the open and using him to cause chaos and draw enemy attention, while the rest of the pieces moved on the board undetected and unnoticed, free to do as they placed and achieve the goals.
"What are the probable targets?"
"The Ninja Academy, The Morgue, The Hospital, and the explosion corps headquarters were all broken into during their raids. We know that at least two users of the explosion release have been captured and that the Ninja Archives were looted to the end. An operative was able to observe the Kazekage's siblings and their sensei in combat with Jonin Kurotsuchi, and the Kage Vault was also empty." He said, making Kitsuchi clench his one remaining fist.
This attack had been specially designed to cripple their means of waging war. And even his daughter had got caught up in the madness. He knew she'd be fine. She was already stronger than he was when his wealth of experience wasn't taken into account, and all their reports suggested that the Kazekage's siblings were lesser versions of their younger brother, failing to be anything more than average chunin at the last estimation.
_ Switch to First-Person POV_
"Send a team to Kurotsuchi for backup. Ebizo of the thousand fists is not one to be underestimated. After that, assemble a team of the best jounin. Scramble them across all the priority targets in the village. Hunt down the Suna operatives. We might not be able to do much about that clusterfuck at the centre of our village, but we can still make sure the Suna brat doesn't achieve all that he hopes to. We are the stone. We have the will of stone. We will break before we bend, and some brat from the Sands and a mindless monkey will never manage to break us. They've enjoyed the initiative, but that ends now. Our counterattack begins now". I said, tossing a kunai into the ground as a symbol, and all the ninja who had been around me, from genin to chunin, to Jounin and anbu stood a bit taller at those words of mine. I might have been the lesser son of a greater sire, but Father was gone. I was all the Stone had now, and I would not see her break. Not while I had breath in me.
"You should take it easy, Tsuchikage-sama" The medic that had been tending to my hand whispered as she bandaged it up.
"I haven't the time, Saiko" I said, using her name with an easy smile on my face.
"I will take it easy when I'm dead" I told her before walking forwards abruptly and jumping off the rooftop, heading for the next one.
Her shouts for me to slow down were left behind. My Personal ANBU forces followed me as I jumped through the village, heading for what many would consider the priority target One. The Academy. I'd take over the evacuation efforts on that end, while keeping an eye out for any sand bastards. While I wanted to be at the front lines, keeping my people safe and hunting down every invader, I knew Saiko was right. I couldn't rob the village of a Kage in its present condition. That had definitely been one of the reasons why the original attack had been so close to the Kage tower. He'd aimed to draw me out to kill me. Staying alive would have to be the vengeance I exacted on the Suna brat for his actions. Just the knowledge that who the one who the Kazekage had intended to kill above others still remained alive would be enough for me. It would have to be.
Apart from the academy, the other priority targets would be left to the others. Han was doing a good job of isolating the fight with the Yonbi and preventing the beast from causing any more widespread chaos. My earlier thoughts had proven to be a bit dramatic. If the fight ended now, a fair portion of Iwa would survive. The repairs would be crippling though, and the knowledge that the Kage vault had been looted brought me no small amount of fury, but Kurotsuchi would handle that. I had to have enough confidence in my daughter for her to do that little, at least. Especially with a full team of ANBU agents at her back.
XXXXXX- SASORI OF THE RED SANDS
Sasori paid careful attention to his surroundings as he and his new partner made their way through the mountainous region that housed the Village hidden in the Clouds. He spied a look at the boy once again, and just had to wonder how he'd found himself in this situation in the first place. He could remember most of it, of course. It was easy enough to track the decisions that had led to this. Choosing to fight that woman, Konan, instead of attempting to escape all those years ago. And then there was deciding to join her little organization for what they promised. Those were some of the earliest decisions that had placed him on his path.
For the most part, he had few regrets. What the Akatsuki had promised, the Akatsuki had delivered. They'd even given him a fun enough partner to banter with until the idiot had gone and got himself killed in a fight against the Kazekage. Gaara of the Desert was clearly more dangerous than his predecessors, he knew. But still, it had been a disappointment to lose Deidara. While the man made too much noise for his own good, Sasori had begun to appreciate not being left to his own thoughts all the time. And their debates about art had been amusing, at the very least. Even if it was obvious that Sasori's view had been the superior one. The puppet master was the one left standing now, wasn't he? He was the one who had the capacity to affect the world, while Deidara's last explosion had been forgotten in the storm of things that surrounded the Konoha attack.
Victory felt hollow to Sasori. In certain ways, at least. One was his new partner. Noel of the Storm Release, Missing-nin of Kumogakure. One of the few truly dangerous shinobi to escape Cloud's famous STORM. The hunter-nins that ensured that anyone who dared betray the village found themselves a quick death and an unmarked grave. If Sasori didn't have a thorough hatred for organized ninja villages, then he might have even managed to be impressed by their effectiveness.
"How much farther?" Sasori asked, giving in and being the one to break the thick silence that had blanketed them from the moment they'd left the Village Hidden in the Rain to begin this mission.
"Not much" his partner said with a quiet grunt, and Sasori resisted the urge to lash out. To poke a senbon into his partner's leg. Maybe when he got to feel Sasori's newest invention, he'd find his voice. His taciturn partner was not the only downside to being a member of the Akatsuki, however. This mission was another. He'd been summoned by the enigmatic leader, and basically told to abandon his preparations and training for fighting against the Kazekage. He was, instead, to be sent after the Two-tails. Nii Yugito. If he were being completely honest, he could understand why that mission was being allocated to others. Like he'd said, Gaara of the Desert was a dangerous fellow. Dangerous enough that Sasori had been wary of when they'd finally clash fists.
Even with his partner at his side, he'd have given them barely winning odds against the Kazekage. Noel of the Storm Release had already lost to the boy once before, and that had been a while ago. A while in which they'd both grown stronger, but given that the Kazekage had been named Kage and then gone on to slay not just Deidara, an established S-rank ninja, but also the Sandaime Tsuchikage, a bastion of the old world. A man who epitomized what it meant to be a shinobi, while Noel had gone on to become a Jounin of exceptional competence, but still one who'd easily lost in combat to the Yondaime Raikage. If he had to pick a winner, he'd give it to the established Kage killer. It was clear that he himself would be the difference maker. But he also had no idea if any of the ideas he'd had for countering the Kazekage's skillset would be enough to grant them the win. That was another benefit of being in the Akatsuki, he guessed. Apart from his own information network, membership of the organisation granted him access to so much raw data that he had already theorised that whoever wrote the Bingo Book had at least some connection to the organisation.
If it weren't for that information network, he'd have felt even more unsure about the fight he was about to step into. Nii Yugito was a powerful jinchuriki. Only an idiot would think otherwise. She'd not participated in the last war, but that had been because of her age. Apart from that mark against her, she had a perfect record. The Bingo Book recognised her as an S-rank threat in the same vein it recognised both himself and his partner. The difference between them was the fact that Kumo's outer facing Jinchuriki had never failed a mission. Not once in thousands of missions. Assassinations, searches and rescues, protection details, and all sorts. Not once had she ever been forced to fill one of those dreadful mission failure reports.
That fact alone made him wary. It meant two things, unfailingly. One, she was smart. Smart enough that she'd never been outsmarted by either enemy ninja or even the environment itself. Two, she was powerful. She'd never been overpowered on a mission before, and that was telling. Especially considering that she most often went on protection missions with some of the most sought after people on the planet. Kumo was not shy about lending out her services, and the Raikage charged a premium for it. It was why they'd been able to track her here. Somehow, the Leader had been able to ensure that she'd be sent on a mission to escort a merchant lord to his castle on the other end of the region. She'd be as far away from Kumo's famed Village-guard as possible. That meant that they'd have the opportunity to get to take her out before reinforcements arrived.
Despite all that, Sasori wasn't really worried about Yuugito, He was more concerned about potential Reinforcements such as Killer bee.
Sasori had no doubts that if Killer Bee showed up, that was going to be the end of it. He was many things. A liar would never be one of them. Especially when it came to himself. He would not lie to himself that he had anything resembling a chance against the Eight tailed Jinchuriki. The famed perfect, jinchuriki, the guardian of Kumo. Considering each tailed beast was as powerful as all the ones that came before it combined, facing off against a fully realized Hachibi was extremely low on his list of priorities. He had no desire to find out how his attempts at immortality would survive against a tailed beast bomb.
"We're here" His partner said, and Sasori nodded. Like it was not obvious. He could see the giant castle built right into the mountain just as clear as the Kumo-native could.
"I'll take her on first. Do not interfere unless I fall" He spoke again. Oh, the great mute one could speak in more than just two-word sentences, could he? Sasori said none of the words that ached to fall from his lips in favour of merely continuing to move forwards. If Noel Yatsuki wanted to get himself killed in battle, then there was nothing Sasori of the Red Sands could do to stop him, he decided.
XXXXX
"Nii Yugito" His new partner spoke as the woman entered the main hall of the Castle, where they'd chosen to wait for her.
"Noel Yatsuki" The blond woman said in recognition, chest heaving with invisible fury.
"The Raikage will honour me when I return with your head" She said, making his idiot partner laugh, even as blue chakra began to surround her. The fact that the chakra was visible to his naked eyes told Sasori all that he needed to know, and he wasted no time in stepping backwards to give his partner the space he needed to get himself killed.
"Submit, woman. You stand no chance against…" Noel was unable to complete the sentence as he was forced to move his head out of the way of a set of claws that threatened to rip out his throat. Sasori had barely been able to track the woman's movements.
"Shut up and die" She said, another swipe of her hands almost tearing his fellow Akatsuki member in two. In the idiot's defense, he was doing a good enough job of staying ahead of the woman's attempts to kill him.
Noel Yatsuki leaned out of the way of another swipe before he counter-attacked. His punch was waved aside, but he took the opportunity to step into her guard, and then they began to _dance_. Because that was all Sasori could describe it as. Every so often, he regretted never spending more time polishing his taijutsu. This was one of those times. Two taijutsu adepts, fighting it out in what looked like a carefully choreographed dance to any outsiders. They'd trained in the same academy, and in the same fighting style, and it showed. It showed in the way each of them could predict the other's moves before they made them. The Jinchuriki had the advantage in speed, but his partner was clearly the better taijutsu practitioner. It showed in the way, while slower by a small margin, none of his opponent's attacks had come close to landing while his opponent struggled to keep his methodical counterattack at bay.
The woman, in one single movement, lashed out with a powerful axe kick that his partner had to cross his hands above his head to block. That proved to be just what she'd wanted because she wasted no time in using said hands as a springboard to fly backwards while weaving hand seals. In much the same way as Sasori had been able to tell that she was inferior when it came to taijutsu, she'd been able to see the same. Now, she was switching gears. Noel would have to hope that he had what it took to keep her at bay when it came to ninjutsu. If the Bingo Book's score of '5' was any indication, then it would be a tall ask.
She finished her jutsu first. Sasori was not surprised. Noel was skilled, but she weaved seals faster than anyone he'd seen except from Itachi and Kisame. That team of absolute monsters could weave seals so quickly it was like their fingers were blurs even to his eyes. Nii Yugito was only a bit slower than that.
Her jutsu's completion was marked by her fingers rising towards her mouth while in the ram seal. She spat out several balls of bright blue flame that scorched the air as they flew right at his partner's form.
They bathed the hall in an eerie blue glow. His partner's voice rang out next, "Suiton: Suijinheki" he said as he spat out a massive amount of water that rose to form a wall. Both jutsu clashed with a hissing sound that grated on his ears as the fire prevailed. The fireballs continued on their path, while the water turned to naught but quick spreading steam. Noel was able to dodge them with ease, body twisting to allow the fireballs to miss him by a wide margin. The woman showed her creativity as the fireballs spun in the air, reorienting themselves to strike at her opponent from his blindspot.
To exactly no one's surprise, the cheap trick didn't kill the S-rank missing nin. He twisted at the last minute and spat out a tight, compressed lance of water that drilled straight through the fireballs, one after another. A ninjutsu master with little in the way of peers, was the language Leader-sama had sed to describe him during his introduction, and Sasori could see it. Clear as day.
Noel lifted his hand, and all that marked the activation of his jutsu to Sasori's senses was a telltale feeling of static in the air. Nii Yugito dove to the floor with no hesitation, and where there had been previously castle walls behind her, there was now nothing but a view of the outside world. Again, there was static in the air, and again the woman jumped out of the way. Once again, where there'd been something, there was now nothing.
"I've gotten much stronger, Yugito. Don't underestimate me" He said with laughter in his voice.
"Hmph. A hundred times zero is still zero, Noel-chan." She smugly replied before closing the distance, not giving him the time to reply to her barb. He dodged out of the way of the first swipe. This time, however, with the blue chakra that surrounded her getting more intense, her speed has seen a notable jump. Where before, he might have had an easy time keeping ahead of her attacks, Noel was now thoroughly on the Blackfoot. It was all he could do to stay ahead. That was why, this time, he was the one to retreat from close quarters. He did it with style as well, planting his hands on the ground before thrusting at her with a mule kick that she blocked. In the same movement, he executed a swift backflip that took him out of her range.
Even before he'd landed, there was a stream of pure blue flames heading for him. I watched as instead of forming multiple seals, he formed only a single one as his chakra output nearly tripled. The fire washed over him a second later, and when it all cleared, I was left with a view of my partner in his undersuit, and a clear cloak of lightning natured chakra surrounding him.
"You dare use that jutsu? After all you've done" Yugito was the one who sounded furious now. Not furious, Sasori amended, apoplectic. The blue chakra surrounding her thickened as an intangible weight began to settle on the room. The fire shifted, moving into the appearance of a cat's head, before it swelled and began to rise from the floor as the rest of the Nibi's body began to form.
"I don't know what organisation you belong to, but you both die here and now" She said before she moved. He'd been wrong with his previous descriptions. She wasn't fast before. Now, this. This was speed. She moved faster than he could track, and both her and Noel clashed in the middle of the hall. The force of their bodies hitting each other was enough to cause a shockwave that sent everything that wasn't bolted to the ground flying. It also caused a spiderweb of cracks on the floor. Sasori could already tell that there wouldn't be much of a castle left by the time they finally finished with each other.
The cracks spread as they hit each other again, with one tail of the Nibi slamming right into Noel's outstretched fist. With his cloak gone, Sasori could see the musculature that the Akatsuki cloak had hidden from view. Noel Yatsuki was absolutely massive, with a body that reminded one of the Raikage at their fittest. It was impressive how he'd managed to achieve such a constitution, especially considering the Raikage had genetics to help them get there. Sasori had needed to study the human body to a startling degree to perfect his human puppet project, and those studies told him just how much effort would have been required to build a body like that.
Sasori enjoyed the view as both beast and man clashed over and over again. He could already tell that while he was putting up a valiant fight, his partner was already being pushed back, slowly but surely. Man was not made to strive against tailed beasts like this. He could already see what would happen soon enough, and began to execute his plan. Within Hiruko, his fingers twitched with muscle memory, even though he no longer needed them so. He guided multiple balls across the room, making sure that everything was done when both beast and man were distracted. And then he pulled with his chakra, triggering the trap. Nothing happened. Nothing that either of the fighters would notice, at least.
The poison that was spreading across the air was virtually undetectable. He might have been more hesitant about using this particular poison if he hadn't gotten to use the time they spent in close proximity to each other during the journey to help his partner build a resistance without his knowledge.
Sasori watched the next clash between the two of them carefully as the tailed beast exerted itself in its combat with the smaller human. On an ordinary day, with things being equal, he wouldn't expect even a tailed beast as weak as the two tails to lose out to poison, but he hoped that with the exertion from engaging in combat with someone on relatively the same level of power would sway things in his favour even more. Besides, he'd read thew briefings on Nii Yugito cover to cover, multiple times. She wasn't a perfect jinchuriki like Killer Bee. She had a time limit to the transformation, and was limited in what she could do. According to Kumo's own intelligence, even, this wasn't a true transformation where the body of the human was replaced with that of the tailed beast, but her body was in there somewhere.
They clashed again, except this time, the Nibi's tails overpowered her human opponent and slammed him right into the wall. The giant cat scoffed audibly and rested on its haunches, waiting for its opponent to reveal itself again. Sasori almost smiled as he saw what it was doing. When Noel flew right out of the wall like a bat from hell and slammed into another tail that tossed him into the ground, it was all he could do to prevent himself from bursting into laughter at the sight. The Nibi seemed keen on humiliating the human before her.
He rose again, but it was only for the Nibi to rear back and unleash a roar that Sasori smartly prevented from affecting him by disabling his auditory function the moment the first hint of the sound got to him. With a lowly human body of flesh and bone, his partner didn't have such an ability and was sent right to his knees, head clutched right in his hands. Sasori couldn't hear, but from what he could see, the sound was torture of some sort. Noel, normally the stoic sort, was on his knees screaming, with blood leaking from his hands as it escaped his eardrums. Fascinating. The pain on his face was something of legend. In all his years of testing pain causing poisons, not a single one had managed to get that kind of effect from a jounin-level ninja with the training to match.
Noel was finished. Sasori knew it. Even the poison hadn't been enough to make the man a match for the beast. It was a saddening fact, but there was simply nothing the puppet master could do about it. Instead, he decided to honour his partner's last words by allowing him to fall in combat with his pride intact. His puppets began to spread into the floor as he prepared himself to do battle against the mighty Nibi. His body dropped into the ground with the _subterranean voyage_ technique as he continued to see through Hiruko's eyes. A puppet body came with hundreds of advantages over a purely human one. One aspect of that was that he could turn off vision in his main body completely and focus on seeing through Hiruko's eyes. The files had said that the Nibi would be incapable of calling upon the mighty bijudama as an imperfect jinchuriki, but he was not going to test it with his life on the line. He was well aware of how incomplete information could mean the difference between life and death.
He watched as the beast reached down. Not with its claws or tails, but with its mouth. It intended to eat the man, Sasori thought with a mixture of revulsion and intrigue. Fascinating. He wondered if he should poison Noel's body now to see if it would have more profound effects on the tailed beast than the airborne poison that seemed to be doing a good amount of nothing. When it was about to snap its teeth around his body, Noel lifted his head suddenly, and there was a strange feeling in the air. Not something he could perceive through Hiruko, but even underground he could feel it. He watched as Noel's armour, previously a calm blue cloak, began to spark and sizzle. "Finally" He shouted, probably much louder than he'd intended to, considering the busted eardrums. He caught the Nibi's teeth right in his hands, using his strength and that alone to prevent said teeth from turning him into dinner. He fought against the strength of the beast's jaws for a second or two before the jaws clamped down on thin air. He'd escaped, faster than he'd previously been moving.
"Storm Release Armour: Complete" He said, with an audibly smug tone.
"Hahaha. He said it was impossible. They all said it was impossible. Of course, it was. Impossible for them. Never me. I'm better. This proves it" He said, going on about the seeming achievement endlessly. If Sasori's suspicions were correct, then the pride would be understandable. Nay, even expected. This was a new form of the lightning armour that matched nothing he'd read about the Raikage. First of all, he could not a single thing about the man's body within the cloak. It was like the lightning cloak had become his body. In the same deep blue colour that marked his storm release jutsu, this new form of the lightning cloak had a distinctively inhuman feeling to it. This time, when the man moved, the tailed beast was too slow to react. It was not even a blink to Sasori's eyes. All he knew was that in one instant, Noel had been standing at least a hundred metres away, and in the next, his fist was buried in the Nibi's flame cloaked face. The Nibi did not move, the beast too strong to be shaken by the strength of the human, but it did feel the attack. At the very least, the speed had surprised the creature.
When its tails swept out, trying to smash the one who dared lay hands on it, Noel was gone. He dodged the barrage of attacks with ease. With movements that Sasori's eyes failed to track. All while weaving seals and humming to himself. It was disrespectful. And if it was designed to irritate the jinchuriki, then it accomplished its goal. Every swipe of the twin tails tore through the ground now. Tearing deep rents as the beast put all its strength into it. Nothing changed for Noel as he dodged the attacks with ease. Eventually, the Jinchuriki gave up and lifted its head up. Balls of red and black chakra began to gather, and Sasori needed no other hint to know just what Noel had foolishly unleashed on them all. The tailed beast was going to destroy the entire castle. Nay, the whole mountain. Just to take them out. He'd have been flattered if it wouldn't have meant his death. Always one with a backup on top of a backup, Sasori kept watching the fight through Hiruko's eyes while his real body swam deeper and deeper into the ground at an angle. He was certain that by the time the attack landed, he would be well out of its radius. The puppets he'd already spread were of little consequence. Each one had a copy on his person already, and more back at the base. Nothing of value would be lost, and he knew the beast would be exhausted after the attack, so he'd have an even easier time taking out Nii Yugito. It was just a shame that his partner had to perish in the attempt.
Through Hiruko's eyes and ears, he heard Noel burst into laughter. Laughter that his cloak converted into barely intelligible static. He disappeared from his previous position before appearing right in front of the forming tailed beast bomb. "Take this, bitch" He screamed as he completed whatever seals he'd been forming and threw forth his hands.
"Hidden Jutsu: Storm Release: Roar of the Storm God" He screamed to the heavens as he executed an impossibly impressive jutsu. Hiruko's eyes had been carefully calibrated to function in all forms of lighting, but this jutsu managed to blind said eyes for a second. The entire jutsu was a flash, as a veritable pillar of light slammed into the half formed tailed beast bomb before destabilizing it and pushing it right into its creator.
Sasori's retreat proved to be the right move, as the entire castle's foundation shook from the impact as it began to collapse. Hiruko's feed ended as the puppet perished from the jutsu's blast radius.
"He'd better get that woman's body with him" Sasori said to himself in irritation as he kept swimming through the ground. That escapade had taken his number of Hiruko bodies down to five. He'd have to make at least two more to replenish his supply and ensure he didn't run out any time soon. He could already imagine the griping he'd get from that cheapskate Kakuzu when he'd send him the bill for the supplies and the new Akatsuki cloak custom-made to fit Hiruko's form.
(End of Chapter)
Stat Sheet;
Name; Gaara of the Desert
Age; Twelve
Level; 16
Title; Kazekage of Sunagakure
Chakra Capacity; 6.650/7,000 (Regeneration; 250 cp per minute)
Ichibi Chakra Capacity; 45,000/45,000 (Regeneration; 750 cp per minute)
Strength; 37
Speed; 73
Agility; 81
Endurance; 75
Intelligence; 90
Durability; 36
Perception; 89
Charisma; 69
Stat Points; 0
Skills;
Gamer's Mind Mark Two-ON
Taijutsu; 74
Kenjutsu; 63
Ninjutsu; 88
Genjutsu; 2
Fuinjutsu; 88
Medical Ninjutsu; 83
Wet Tinkering; 59
Sand Control; 81
Pain tolerance; 31
Meditation; 3
Shape manipulation; 72
Chakra Sensing; 21
Chakra affinities;
Wind; 69
Earth; 55
Fire; 57