Board Thread:Konoha Missions/@comment-24714922-20161102224557/@comment-30271674-20161114071107

Somewhere along the run, a wild axe was thrown at Ieyasu. It pierced the veil of smoke with a crackling noise as the power of lightning ran through it. The Giant move from the way but the axe tore through a patch of his jacket right on the shoulder. His arm twitched a little as he ran in place for his strategy.

He didn't mind it too much as the superficial wound began to bleed, it was just a little piece of flesh that got chopped off although if it were any closer it surely would've been much more impactful.

Resuming the strategy in mind, Ieyasu prepared his clones and enlarged his left hand. Right as he was going to finally put it into action however, he heard a smooth, clear voice call out, "Iburi Style"

He didn't know what was coming, but if one of them had discovered his position that would be bad for him. He spun around on his heel as he caught within his vision a hand lunging out with a dagger in hand with the intent of stabbing him. With this movement he brought his hand up, quickly collecting momentum and having the strength necessary to wield the distorted limb with a heavy gust of wind behind it. He'd slam into the materialized arm and sword; intending to have enough force behind it to slap the weapon from the arm's hand. It'd probably have enough force and weight behind it to crush the forearm like being slammed with an actual wooden log and even worse yet.

No matter how it turned for Ieyasu, after swinging his arm he'd immediately cut the flow from it so as to return it to normal size before attempting to stealthily move around with his heels off the ground so as to go slower and create less disturbance from what he just did. With two other people around, as soon as they took notice of that big gust/disturbance within the smoke screen then at least one of them would knowingly act on it just as the axe-thrower had before. With this preemptive knowledge, Ieyasu tried to enact this simple but safe strategy to decrease the chances of another close call.

If the Iburi were to evade this in some instance and she moved on as she had intended to, when she stabbed through the clones she'd find that they simply faded like a mirage haivng no physical construct as compared to a shadow clone or something of the sort.