Tanji Tsugiharu
Somewhere overlooking a skirmish, Konoha Ame-Suna Border, Harvest Festival
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The situation was slowly spiraling out of control, more combatants meant more complications and risks, and Tsugi was the type of man to prefer his chaos organized. A heavy mist had cut into his visibility, making his useful rather hampered, what he would do for one of those special eyes the Uchiha or Hyugas have. He saw the Hyuga shove aside a Confederate Swordsman, yelling at him and Tsugi himself found humor in how despite the situation the pride of the big clans was put ahead of safety or efficiency. However that still didn't change the fact that from his vantage point the rising mist obscured the little arena that had formed, and would deny him from being useful if he stayed up there.
Tsugi jumped down to get within throwing range of the traitor red-head still under the guise of the Hyuga's form as the real one duked it out in the mist, he meant to prepare some roped senbon. He turned towards the mist. He called his clones to reform around him mimicking his movements. He kept it simple, he simply threw out roped and belled senbon into the mist, he knew the Hyuga could see them and dodge as needed all the while Tsugi himself doubted they could actually hit anything in there, they didn't have to. He just needed enough to be within earshot of the traitors as he formed hand-seals for Illusion Bells. In war, there needs some sacrifices to be made, and if the the Confederate Swordsman and the Hyuga get a nasty ear ache in order to incapacitate the traitors and hopefully dispel their jutsus in the process, fine by him. He'd be prepared to follow up with poisoned senbons if the mist fell.
