There was something off about all this, but he couldn't put his finger on it. It made him want to let the Sharingan bleed into his eyes, but there was a reason he couldn't -- even if the reason wasn't clear right now, he was certain of it, it had probably been in mission parametres to stay low-key and avoid letting the enemy know there were Uchiha on the field right now. That wasn't impossible, even if there were Hyuuga using their bloodline-limit techniques on the field. It wasn't as if Hyuuga eyes could be disguised.
More distracting than the vague sense that there wasn't quite as much information for him to work with here as there should have been, though, was the fact that the ninja under his hands was stirring and kicking up a fuss. It was bad enough to be guiding bone back into flesh without the owner of it starting to struggle in woozy alarm, and after a few fruitless moments Sasuke simply reached over and pinched a nerve in the man's neck, knocking him out.
A few moments was too many moments to lose in a battlefield like this, though. Sasuke snapped out bandages taut around the wound with a glare at his surroundings. There still wasn't anything clearly --
And then there was a strange tug, something that felt like his chakra had been disturbed, but not directly. Like a side-door had been opened, the flow of everything unsettled, which ... but it was just Naruto, after all, stumbling into the clearing looking battered but no worse for wear. Sasuke cast a critical, if somewhat jaundiced, eye over his teammate's wounds, about to snap at him to get in line if he wasn't losing internal organs, when branches snapped and the blur of Hyuuga movement that he'd spotted suddenly reappeared.
Hinata. Hinata, spinning in a graceful movement to drive her chakra-buzzing palm directly into Naruto's spine with a sickening crack.
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More distracting than the vague sense that there wasn't quite as much information for him to work with here as there should have been, though, was the fact that the ninja under his hands was stirring and kicking up a fuss. It was bad enough to be guiding bone back into flesh without the owner of it starting to struggle in woozy alarm, and after a few fruitless moments Sasuke simply reached over and pinched a nerve in the man's neck, knocking him out.
A few moments was too many moments to lose in a battlefield like this, though. Sasuke snapped out bandages taut around the wound with a glare at his surroundings. There still wasn't anything clearly --
And then there was a strange tug, something that felt like his chakra had been disturbed, but not directly. Like a side-door had been opened, the flow of everything unsettled, which ... but it was just Naruto, after all, stumbling into the clearing looking battered but no worse for wear. Sasuke cast a critical, if somewhat jaundiced, eye over his teammate's wounds, about to snap at him to get in line if he wasn't losing internal organs, when branches snapped and the blur of Hyuuga movement that he'd spotted suddenly reappeared.
Hinata. Hinata, spinning in a graceful movement to drive her chakra-buzzing palm directly into Naruto's spine with a sickening crack.
"Wh --" Sasuke started, staring blankly. "What --"
Outside the genjutsu, his chakra flared in a sudden blast, an instinctive push that would have disturbed a weaker or more unwilling illusion.