Arc III Chapter 7
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<strong><b>Arc III Chapter 7
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Asami grinned. “I think I have a solution forour little problem, Naritomo?”
“And that would be?” Naritomo raised aneyebrow.
“To avoid a costly urban campaign,I rmend levellingthe ying field, in the literal sense of the word.”
“What do you mean?” Naritomo had a hunch.
“We won’t fight forevery house, every floor, every basement. It would be futile. Instead, we should just tten the entire city. We will level the entire city, razing it down to the ground if necessary.” Asami sparkled with childish glee.
“...” Naritomo stiffened,staringat her together with the rest of his staff.His face paled.“I don''t want to question your authority, but do you understandthe implications of your actions?”
“I can’t follow.”Asami looked up in confusion, unable to understand whereshehadlost him.
“With all due respect, but thousands of innocent civilians will die ...” Naritomo protested, but his usations didn''t bother her in the slightest. The vige council issued her a carte nche. A few thousand civilians were considered eptable coteral damage in the eyes of Konoha.
Asami merely giggled, slightly amused by his naivety. “I beg to differ, Naritomo, thousands are hardly arealistic estimate. Personally, Iexpect something between fifteen and thirty thousand civilian casualties, but why should we care?Afew thousand dead civilians are hardly unusual for an operation like ours. Theyperish in the mes of warand nobody cares.
Alternatively,we can also request further reinforcements and feed their corpses to the meat grinder. We can crush them throughthesheer weight of our numbersif that is what you wish for, but I doubt you do so, Naritomo, right?”
“... ... ...” Awkward silence befell the tent. Nobody uttered a word.
Naritomo regained a semnce ofposure.“But how are we supposed to level Shimabara? We neither have the numbers,nor the firepowerto ttenthe cityif we wanted.”
Asami chuckled. “That is correct, but I am d that you ask. I am currently developing a new jutsu, a little personal project of mine. The jutsu isn’tpleted yet, but the results so far look promising. The prototype is ready for useand I would like to field test it.”
“...”Her words surprised Naritomo. “Apersonal jutsu at such a young age... That is quite ... impressive ...”
Asami raised the palm of her hand to demonstrateherjutsu.It was a techniquethat she developed for thest five years, but little progress was made due to the excessive amounts of chakra involved and the tricky matter of control; until recently:Hermangekyousharinganenhanced her chakra control. They renderedthe impossible possible.
Her palm produced a nucleus of purple chakra, a small orb of pure, concentrated chakra. Swirling spheres surrounded her beloved creation. “The first stepis tocreate a sphere of concentrated chakra. The sphere forms the basis.
Now the secondstep. As you might know, there exists a direct corrtion between the amount of chakraandthe potency of your jutsu.The more chakra you use, the strongeryour katon, the stronger your raiton, the stronger your suiton, the strongeryour futon.The amount of chakra increases potency.The same principle appliesto my sphere.” Her sphere expanded.
“Themore chakraI mobilise, themore volume, density, concentrationwill increase.Lastly, Ibine my chakra with my elemental affinity, katon, to generate even more power.”
Her elementenriched her sphere.Naritomo and his menfelt the raw unrestrained energy, the immense power herchakra radiated.
Aurora was satisfied. “Andst but not least,now Ipressmy chakra.” Her hand closed, andin thefraction of a second,the sphere imploded, contracting, forming a nucleus of pure purple chakra. Her controlmaintained the pressure.After all, she needed to be careful. A singlepse in concentration,and her creation would rip the wholetent apart.
“And then ...” Asami raised her palm, blowingher little child away. Her chakradispersed into fine purple mist.
“...”Naritomostarted sweating, well aware that she was serious about the prospect of razing Shimabara to the ground. “How strong do you expect the explosion to be?”
Asami hesitated. “Hard to say ... The theoretical yield ranges from nothing to significant, depending on the amount of chakra used. To be honest, I don''t even know whether the jutsu works at all. But don''t worry, it will work. I will make it work, by brute force if necessary. But before we level Shimabara, we should try a more civilised approach, namely diplomacy.”
Naritomo blinked.“Diplomacy?”
Asamioffered an innocentsmile.“Indeed, diplomacy.”
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