Re: Trials of the Sentinel [Private]
Her wounds weren't as grave as the one whom she faced, but it was the first time she had been injured this badly in a battle. The practice ones at the academy were mild compared to this, and usually she was the one with the upper hand. This time though, she still slightly had an upper hand, but she was more damage then Celery. Or at the very least, she wasn't as used to fighting as him, and her stamina was waning. She could try to heal herself, and make up for some of that difference in stamina, bring herself back to anew. She started working on doing such, weaving the signs for a healing jutsu. She was hurting from that last onslaught, and anything to relieve such she deemed as an improvements that moment. The pain was just that great to her. And as she weaved the handseals, the thought about the differences in the benefit vs, the thought was quickly broken. The young shinobi didn't have time to think. Before she could react The man was atop of her, using that odd teleportation move to get towards Sara, and just as she reacted, she was caught by his ninjutsu. A swell of water encapsulated the young shinobi, keeping her from doing much else for the time being, and what was worse, the water was making it difficult to breath. She tried to use a ninjutsu on herself, to heal her wounds but her arms felt heavy and couldn't move. She tried to fight against it, but nothing was coming about her attempt. She turned up the intensity of her aura, causing it to become stronger and stronger. The lightning within the bubble grew and crackled, causing the very water to break apart and destroying to containment of the water. After another second, the bubble burst and she was freed, rolling back as she landed on the ground and jumping away from Celery. But the man she was facing had similar thoughts it seemed. The ANBU man had already prepared his counter. He used a cloning like jutsu and moved away from her, leaving in his place two copies between where he now stood, and herself. And Sara just stood at the ready again, thinking if she should attempt to heal herself now that time was afforded to her.
[Training]
WC: 390
Her wounds weren't as grave as the one whom she faced, but it was the first time she had been injured this badly in a battle. The practice ones at the academy were mild compared to this, and usually she was the one with the upper hand. This time though, she still slightly had an upper hand, but she was more damage then Celery. Or at the very least, she wasn't as used to fighting as him, and her stamina was waning. She could try to heal herself, and make up for some of that difference in stamina, bring herself back to anew. She started working on doing such, weaving the signs for a healing jutsu. She was hurting from that last onslaught, and anything to relieve such she deemed as an improvements that moment. The pain was just that great to her. And as she weaved the handseals, the thought about the differences in the benefit vs, the thought was quickly broken. The young shinobi didn't have time to think. Before she could react The man was atop of her, using that odd teleportation move to get towards Sara, and just as she reacted, she was caught by his ninjutsu. A swell of water encapsulated the young shinobi, keeping her from doing much else for the time being, and what was worse, the water was making it difficult to breath. She tried to use a ninjutsu on herself, to heal her wounds but her arms felt heavy and couldn't move. She tried to fight against it, but nothing was coming about her attempt. She turned up the intensity of her aura, causing it to become stronger and stronger. The lightning within the bubble grew and crackled, causing the very water to break apart and destroying to containment of the water. After another second, the bubble burst and she was freed, rolling back as she landed on the ground and jumping away from Celery. But the man she was facing had similar thoughts it seemed. The ANBU man had already prepared his counter. He used a cloning like jutsu and moved away from her, leaving in his place two copies between where he now stood, and herself. And Sara just stood at the ready again, thinking if she should attempt to heal herself now that time was afforded to her.
[Training]
WC: 390