Board Thread:Konoha Logs/@comment-25072069-20161228230349/@comment-26021384-20161231055035

Shinra, not being one to know much about the Yamanaka techniques, could only skid to a halt as he watched the arms of his foe jut outwards and look to perform some sort of jutsu. With their clan's techniques kept secret, Shinra could only halt his advance long enough to try and assess the situation. The strange hand formation and then--blank. His body stopped responding to his commands, as if locked up for a moment.

He saw things, but from a further perspective, looking through a theater at a screen hanging in the air from far away. She was in his mind? His fan had struck the top of her noggin and would leave a bruise on it, but now he was held at a stand still and unable to move as Nura's body dropped to the ground.

"Well--this is an odd and violating experience." He looked around his own mind, listening to Nura speak to him within his mind. "Please don't ever use this on me ever again.  I don't need you seeing anything I have seen Nura, for your sake." He gave her a nod and a slight smile, and then he was back to himself, allowed to move and back in his body right.

"Alright now that craziness has been done: did you want to try training anything else?" He opened his fans and swung them around in a wide arc, "Scythe Weasel!" This time he didn't aim for her, but the trees on the edge of the training grounds. The sound of wood snapping and being torn up could be heard from behind Nura, and the results of someone using a jutsu with as much stamina as he had could be seen. It was like a clear cut from a cleaver of a giant had gone through the patch of trees, kncoking them all down and leaving chunks of stumps. "I could use a little more practice with this technique another time."