Vanguard of a Cornered Rabbit

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The silver snake with the multiplying ability leaned back for another strike. Before Mana could snap out of her train of thought and register the upcoming attack, the creature was rearing its fangs and coming at the bunch. It must have noticed Mana's straying and wandering eyes and registered it as its cue to attack.

The magician started moving too late. These snakes were incredibly fast and dodging their attacks after the initial moments of their muscles tensing and air slipping from their long bodies in a petrifying hiss seemed near impossible. The girl felt a rough impact on her side, it was nothing like being chomped by a massive grey snake should have felt like. That was because that was not the source of the force.

One of the rabbits managed to push Mana away from the brunt of the attack. A dark-furred and battle-scarred thing with five knives in each hand. Given the rabbit's finger-situation, it was a remarkably skillful way to wield such weaponry. The silver-grey reptile was fast enough to adjust its approach, it turned its head at the final stretches and repurposed its lunge into a slam of its body near the head that blasted both of the two away.

The two grunted in unison and flew spiraling back. The other two picked up on the cue as the two singled out targets flew out from the tight defensive formation. The large air-streaming snake displayed the impressive bone growth on its tail and hummed in the creepy tunes of air entering the hollowed end and getting infused with the reptile's chakra.

"Wind Style: Barrage Air Bullet!" It hissed out sending a bunch of compressed air projectiles at the direction of the flying back targets.

While the air-projectile using snake was busy finishing off the stray targets that were knocked away by its ally, the poison-spitting one got busy with the remaining rabbits and Kouta, watching them so that they did not come to the aid for their displaced friends.

"Water Style: Exploding Venom Wave!" The snake hissed out while its long, dark body blobbed up into an almost spherical shape. Once it opened its mouth again, the source of its enlargement was revealed to be a massive mouthful of a purple liquid that quickly shaped itself into a large sphere after leaving the snake's mouth.

Mana could not think of anything else but the kindness of the rabbit that saved her and how it saved her from harm while damning himself with her because she let her guard down against an opponent the likes of she had not faced yet. The feelings of freefall and wind passing through her skin and ruffling her clothes were her only links with consciousness.

Even that final link was lost. A smashing blunt force that felt like being blown back off one's feet and the painful shock of slamming back into the mineral wall behind her made everything fade into black.

A rabbit of a feminine build who did not yet have a chance to show off her skills stepped in front of the rest of the formation and threw her chest out after a handful of hand seals. A powerful stream of chakra passed through her body, channeled into a sealing glyph on her forehead. The rabbit quickly swiped her arm over the area before throwing the mass of chakra at the massive bubble of venom trying to swallow their party up.

"Summoning: All-Mirage!" She chanted out as the mass of chakra finally finished summoning a golden, ancient-looking horn weapon with a long mouth that spanned in a spiral all around it where ridges of the horn would have normally been.

The bubble of venom erupted into an uncontrollable tsunami of acidic venom but the horn appeared to grow in size as well when confronted with such a manner of expansion. The wave of death stopped moving while it whirled all around the ridges of the ancient horn. The gaping mouth of the horned weapon slurped the weapon inside the infinite storage space and into oblivion.

The colliding kinetic energies of both attacks appeared to have been sufficient to nullify each other so the female rabbit just pressed her hand into a knuckle. This made her All-Mirage that was spinning back and falling into the outer core below disappear into a mass of chakra and return to her hand before running back into her forehead and scattering into a glowing aura all over her body, before even those signs of All-Mirage faded away, before the legendary weapon was called for again.

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