Board Thread:Mount Myōboku Logs/@comment-30269418-20161101042459/@comment-30269418-20161101051417

She didn't move, but simply allowed the shuriken to hit her; they sunk into her flesh, creating more holes for blood to flow out of. She wanted to make him understand that physically harming her was useless unless you could disable her limbs; even then, she'd still be able to manipulate blood. He didn't know her weaknesses and strengths like she did, yes, but even so, Rena hadn't yet fought someone who could actually defend against blood style.

The toad had told them to think of techniques for one to make for the other; Rena couldn't really think of what Satoshi could possibly do. He was still holding back. She pulled the shuriken from the places they had embedded themselves into her.

Blood trickled down, and she did not stop it. She stared him down, waiting for his next move.