The title as Mizukage bestowed on Isamu Chinoike was no mistake as it resulted in his years of development and strength. Only using about five percent of his strength he was delighted to see his opponents slightly hesitate to defend themselves from one of the most basic techniques within his arsenal. Handicapping himself, he decided to only use his Ketsuryugan and mainly fight using his Chinoike clan techniques in order to show Soma the true power that lay dormant inside her frail body. An entity comprised of many Kekkei Genkai and hosting the chakra of the Rokubi, Isamu consistently reminded himself to hold back and not to release any of his other powers that were most suited for fatalities. Continuously floating above his opponents using the surrounding water molecules he was able to carefully observe every movement presented by both shinobi. The increased blood flow in their bodies helped indicate their next move, though his Ketsuryugan was not used for sensory means like the Sharingan or Byakugan, the flow of blood was more than enough against the likes of his opponent. The rough breeze ruffled through his hair aimlessly as his jutsu violently released from his palms. This was only an introduction to what was to be expected. Arms now folded his infamous stare aimed towards the two though still being able to see out the corner of his eye the small figure that attempted to decrease the distance between her and her mother Soma.
"I would suggest not moving any closer if you plan on living, child" Isamu's harsh demeanor was now verbalized towards Soma's daughter. His ability to gently crack a smile and put on a facade of his warm nature dwindled away as if it was sucked into a black hole. It was ultimately Tsutsui's choice if she dared to continue walking further, but it was Isamu's gesture of keeping her safe. Entering a mindset and warrior's spirit, Isamu's ominous and killing-intent spread throughout the battlefield, though It had not manifested into a complete lust for blood. This was indeed a playful sport, so he convinced himself there was no need for savagery. Only allowed to fully focus on one opponent at a time, he decided to first look at the woman who hailed the same last name as he did. Glaring at the pale-skin woman, his single crimson eye pierced through her body following her movement. Soma's acrobatic movement was enough to help her dodge three of the blood arrows. Small craters formed as they crashed into the arena and the blood reverted back into their liquid state, soaking up in the circle and forming a small pond. A smirk arrived on Isamu's face as the Witch manipulated the blood within her body and externally formed the iron-rich liquid into a spear. The enlarged spear soon separated with the blood arrows causing it to lose course as it collided with Isamu's attack. Again the dense projectiles formed more puddles of blood, which were still a part of Isamu's arsenal as his chakra resided within the puddles of blood. Though the woman attempted to protect herself from the circus of blood, it was inevitable that she was to going to hit. The attack hit more quickly than expected, as it was a stern blow to her torso, left, and right arm. With each arrow simultaneously hitting all at once, the woman's balance became unsteady falling prey to yet another attack. Soma's body lifted from the ebony rocky ground and traversed quite a distance from her previous position and Kazuo. Had she got up from the attack, and Isamu returned to the stone tiles, their unintended positioning would have formed a perfect triangle. Isamu's technique interrupted her from immediately summoning her follow-up attack, though quite possible it had not stopped her from calling forth a jutsu had she planned.
In concert, Kazuo's mind begins to process and understand the basics of his leader's technique. His mind was intricate and advanced at such a young age. The boy was ingenious and took after his sensei in many ways, but his potential while retaining his youth was astonishing. It was to accurately be theorized how powerful of a shinobi he would be in his adulthood, and Isamu rested easy knowing that Kirigakure would be in good hands. Fabricating a shield of lightning chakra around his body, Kazuo effortlessly uses the magnetism properties of his own chakra nature and exploits the iron-rich blood to deflect off the shield, which landed not too far from him. Had the blood only been separated particles this technique would have been useless. Without needing to form hand seals, Isamu's blood could be manipulated with ease and at an unpredictable pace, enough to manifest before his opponents had a chance to attack. Had Soma been able to successfully manipulate flames and thrust the fire-shaped arrow to the young lad, it indeed created an arc flash, a large explosion that could be severely or fatally harmful depending if her fire collided with his shield. Tapping into the iron-rich liquid that consisted of his ominous chakra, the blood once used to attack Kazuo had gathered amongst each other. The viscosity and density of the blood manifested at great lengths and formed into a humongous shape that mounted over Kazuo's body. Clapping together, the blood jashinistic hands engulfed the flames, compressing on the fire into forcefully withered away. While the blood hands were able to eradicate the technique it did face the pressure of the heat, reducing the hands in size as some of the blood converted into a gaseous state and became airborne, a gas not safe for inhalation. Had it not been for this jutsu, Soma would have possibly eradicated the boy and ceased him from existence, a strength that was admirable in the battlefield but not here. Soma's ruthlessness won over Isamu's heart as he begin to grow a liking to her, but the tank had not been fueled whole. He desperately wanted to see the jutsu's and techniques of her clan, hoping she mastered the jutsu's he did as a child.
Without further or due, Kazuo too would cast his next jutsu and to Isamu's surprise, it was a surprise indeed. A reduction of the genin's lightning shield could be sensed via chakra but also visually seen growing smaller in size. Using his lightning affinity, Kazuo created lightning spheres and will launch them at the enemy. Acting as radar-like systems of electrical pulses, the electrical spheres will continue to follow an opponent based on the constant electrical pulses sent throughout the body. Escaping the attack is near impossible and cannot be evaded by simply outrunning it and hoping it will collide with a foreign object since they follow specific electrical pulses. This technique was taught to Isamu from his personal Eel summoning, but where did Kazuo learn how to use this jutsu. The boy was indeed a gifted shinobi, Isamu thought. A man of the watchful eye, Isamu simply wanted to observe Soma's next move and how she could avoid or counter such a technique. Dodging the technique was deemed impossible by physical means, but were easy enough to somehow avoid had the opponent figured out the jutsu's several weaknesses.
"So the kid knows how to use Unescapable Punishment Technique. Hmm impressive, if he truly mastered the technique."
Focally controlling the blood hands, Isamu broke down the tower of hands that once shielded Kazuo and had now constructed them to form a puddle that swoop up in the air 100 feet from the ground and simply stayed stagnet.
