64. Splash

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Not wasting a second, Sora leapt over the wall, his hands already forming new seals. 'Water Style: Water Colliding Waves'

A torrent of water burst from Sora's mouth, far more than should have been possible for someone his size. The powerful stream hit the kunoichi dead-on, washing her off her perch atop the snake's head.

As she fell, sputtering and cursing, Sora was already moving again. With a burst of speed enhanced by his Shape-Shifting Jutsu, he appeared beside the falling kunoichi. Before she could react, he slapped a sealing tag on her back.

The tag glowed brightly, and suddenly the kunoichi found herself unable to mould chakra. Her eyes widened in shock and fury as she realized what had happened.

"You little brat!" she screeched as they both landed on the ground. "How dare you trick me!"

Sora grinned, though the expression was strained with exhaustion. "Rule number one of being a ninja: deception is our greatest weapon. Maybe you should have paid more attention in class instead of playing with overgrown garden snakes."

Before the kunoichi could retort, a shadow fell over them. Gamahiro had recovered and now stood over them, his massive form towering above the buildings.

"Nice work, kid," the toad rumbled approvingly. "Want me to squash this one for you?"

Sora shook his head. "Nah, we need prisoners for interrogation. Besides," he added with a smirk, "I think she's learned her lesson about underestimating 'little boys'."

As Gamahiro secured the fuming kunoichi, Sora took a moment to catch his breath. The battle was far from over, but they had managed to neutralize the threat of the giant snakes. Now, his thoughts turned to his friends and comrades scattered throughout the village.

"I hope everyone else is okay," he muttered, his young face creased with worry.

Little did Sora know, his clones were still hard at work across Konoha, each facing their own challenges and triumphs on this chaotic day that would go down in history as one of the village's darkest - and finest - hours.

In another part of the village, one of Sora's Earth Clones found itself in the midst of a tense standoff. A group of Konoha genin, fresh out of the academy, were cornered by a trio of Sand chunin. The young leaf ninja looked terrified, clearly outmatched by their more experienced opponents.

The clone's mind raced, trying to figure out the best way to intervene without putting the genin in more danger. Suddenly, an idea struck. With a mischievous grin, the clone henged into a perfect replica of Might Guy.

"DYNAMIC ENTRY!" the disguised clone shouted, leaping into view with an exaggerated pose.

The Sand chunin whirled around, their eyes widening in shock and fear at the sight of Konoha's legendary Green Beast. The Konoha genin looked equally surprised, but there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

"Ah-ha!" the 'Guy' clone exclaimed, flashing a blindingly bright smile and striking his signature nice-guy pose. "What do we have here? Some unyouthful Sand ninja picking on my adorable little genin? How shameful!"

The Sand chunin exchanged nervous glances. They had heard stories about the taijutsu master's incredible strength and speed before the invasion. None of them were eager to test the Elite Jounin by themselves.

"Now then," the clone continued, his voice booming with enthusiasm, "who wants to experience the full power of Konoha's Beautiful Green Wild Beast? I warn you, my Flames of Youth are burning especially bright today!"

That was the last straw for the Sand Ninja. With panicked yelps, they turned tail and ran, not even bothering to use jutsu in their haste to escape.

As soon as the enemy ninja was out of sight, the clone dropped the henge, revealing Sora's small form once more. He turned to the astonished genin with a grin. "And that, my friends, is why you should always have a good transformation technique in your arsenal."

The genin stared at him in disbelief, their mouths hanging open. Finally, one of them found their voice. "You... you're just a kid! How did you do that?"

Sora's clone shrugged. "Lots of practice and a healthy dose of creativity. Now come on, we need to get you all to a safer area. The real Guy-sensei would never forgive me if I left 'adorable little genin' in danger."

As they made their way through the war-torn streets, one of the genin couldn't help but ask, "So, um... are you really a genin too? Because that was way beyond academy-level stuff."

The clone chuckled. "Technically, I'm still an academy student. I just... got a bit of a head start on some things."

The genin exchanged incredulous looks. An academy student who could not only fool chunin-level ninjas but also use high-level transformation techniques? It seemed impossible.

"Don't look so shocked," the clone said, noticing their expressions. "With enough hard work and determination, you'd be surprised what you can achieve. Now, let's focus on getting to safety, and then maybe I can show you a trick or two if we have time."

The genin nodded eagerly, their earlier fear replaced by a mix of awe and determination. As they continued their journey, the clone couldn't help but feel a sense of pride. Not only had he managed to save these young ninjas, but he might have just inspired them to push themselves further in their training.

Meanwhile, in yet another part of the village, another of Sora's clones found itself face-to-face with an unusual challenge. A group of panicked civilians had taken refuge in a small shrine, but the building was now surrounded by a team of Oto ninjas who were systematically destroying the support structures.

The clone quickly assessed the situation. The shrine wouldn't stand much longer under the assault, and there were too many enemy ninjas for him to take on directly without risking the civilians' safety.

Thinking quickly, the clone formed a series of hand seals

Thinking quickly, the clone formed a series of hand seals. "Water Style: Hidden Mist Jutsu!"

A thick, impenetrable mist suddenly enveloped the area around the shrine. The Oto ninja paused in their assault, suddenly unable to see more than a few inches in front of them.

"What the hell?" one of them cursed. "Where did this mist come from?"

Taking advantage of their confusion, Sora's clone used the Body Flicker technique to zip between the enemy ninjas, placing subtle genjutsu tags on each of them. These weren't strong enough to completely incapacitate a trained ninja, but they would distort their perceptions just enough to give him an edge.

"Hey, ugly!" the clone called out, his voice seeming to come from everywhere at once thanks to the mist. "Why don't you pick on someone your own size?"

"Show yourself, you coward!" another Oto ninja shouted, swinging his weapon wildly into the mist.

"Coward? Me?" the clone's voice echoed again, this time from a different direction. "I'm not the one attacking helpless civilians. But if it's a fight you want..."

Suddenly, multiple copies of Sora seemed to materialize out of the mist, surrounding the Oto ninja. These weren't solid clones, but rather simple illusions created by the genjutsu tags. However, to the disoriented enemy ninja, they appeared all too real.

"What's wrong?" all the Sora illusions spoke in unison, their voices filled with mock concern. "You look a little lost. Need some help finding your way home?"

One of the Oto ninjas, clearly the leader, gritted his teeth in frustration. "Don't fall for it!" he shouted to his team. "It's just genjutsu! Dispel it!"

But as they attempted to release the genjutsu, they found their chakra control sluggish and unresponsive - another subtle effect of Sora's tags.

While the enemy ninja were distracted, the real Sora clone made his way into the shrine. "Everyone," he whispered to the frightened civilians, "I'm here to help. We need to move quickly and quietly. Follow me, and don't make a sound."

The civilians nodded, their eyes wide with a mixture of fear and hope. Sora led them out through a back exit, using the cover of the mist to mask their escape.

Once they were a safe distance away, Sora created a shadow clone to guide the civilians to the nearest evacuation point. The original clone then turned back towards the shrine, a mischievous glint in his eye.

"Now," he muttered to himself, "time for the grand finale."

Back at the shrine, the Oto ninja were growing increasingly frustrated. No matter how much they swung their weapons or launched jutsu, they couldn't seem to hit any of the infuriating Sora illusions.

Suddenly, all the illusions disappeared, and the mist began to clear. The Oto ninja found themselves standing in a circle, each facing outward with their weapons drawn.

"Well, well," came Sora's voice, now clear and seeming to come from above them. "Looks like you guys could use a little cool down. Allow me to help!"

Before the enemy ninja could react, they heard the sound of something being unsealed. They looked up just in time to see a massive water balloon, easily the size of a small house, descending upon them.