It seemed that his frustration was directed appropriately. It was a shame or rather more precisely a disgrace for both Suzaku and Kyaro. It felt discrediting to the Hokage, it felt as if he was an adult taking candy from mere children. It was easy and it did not require any amount of effort at all, it was truly provoking. A man such as the sage did not travel a distance of this magnitude to be left unsatisfied, but reality set in. A technique was not used that caused the unfortunate circumstance to befall both men ahead of him, however, there was something that seemed to be unsurmountable. It was unavoidable at this point, but it was true – truer than any would hope to believe. Each man was captivated, not by a physical strike or even a spiritual one. It was a direct and effective onslaught, one manifested as a result of the Kage’s temperament and the negligence of his opponents. Specifically, what happened was a cerebral assault of unprecedented magnitude that struck both shinobi causing them to freeze at the moment and halt anything they thought would materialize. Essentially becoming shells of themselves, unmoving not just in action but thought causing them to fall or stand in place.
Dread was within the minds of both opponents, as their nervous systems shot up with cortisol and adrenaline. A direct result of this was the increase in blood pressure and heart rate, causing a dramatic shift in blood flow away from the heart into the limbs. Simultaneously, each was subjected to experiencing diluted cerebral cortex functions causing a drastic reduction in both reasoning and judgment. With the abrupt volition of the Kage taking its ironclad hold unexpectedly, it would take even a seasoned warrior with superior sensory capabilities to divulge, process, and understand what had happened. Even if they were able to rationalize – which in a circumstance like this should be impossible, could not be immediate for their bodies and minds were both misaligned. Ketsugo was aware the moment each individual failed, because the conscious efforts of both men and their subconscious actions stopped. This measured assault was undeniable, inevitable, and the instant reality set in the scope of this tactic multiplied in a manifold right away with minimal delay.
How could they think to disregard him? It was outright bad-mannered, discourteous, and despicable. A man whose filled with aesthetics, talent, and skill was not someone to be taken lightly. A man defined by the laws of the universe was much more threatening than just brute strength and that of raging, unholy fire. He was that who stood with time, he was him that became one with death. These shinobi knew nothing about him and the way they acted in pursuit; their assumptions would be their ruin. As the man’s resolve grasped onto their minds, its increase in destruction had reached a point where both men would be forced out of battle. With their minds being pulled from all sides, at the same time being pushed from the inside - it was an all-out war that continued to fragment and shattering of their consciousness. And soon, should they not be able to circumvent this highly volatile situation they could easily be commanded soon enough. Such a traumatic experience as this was otherworldly, and frankly, underestimated because it was something shinobi had ever done, especially to this magnitude. A perilous situation was at hand and the consequences of the falling subject were severe and considering this was not the end sequence of their error.
The timing was impeccable, as everything the Kage did was uninterrupted. It all happened before Kyaro had the chance to reach Suzaku with any of his combination hits - stopping him a foot or so away. Nor did the man have the chance to manifest a clone. In addition, Suzaku would not be able to continue and finish his speech. As Ketsugo’s resolution was timed precisely within these moments, allowing the continuation of his own creation of the irrefutable chakra chains that had been inscribed upon the surface, and with the array completed it had shifted instantaneously underneath the two men. Almost parallel to the mental cage both men were inside, causing the two to immediately become subject to a feared technique of Ketsugo’s beloved clan. It was a technique that was rather respected and required to even help Hashirama Senju seal massive and ferocious beast. These men before the Sage were no beast, they were equals – identical and equivalent to broods still ready to understand the world. Maybe time was too soon for them to challenge Ketsugo. They were being pulled, dragged with a commanding tug that in perspective was similar to an elephant dragging a small child. The snatch would have been quick, blinding, surpassing the speeds of a blink by far but not nearing the fastest pace by the Uzumaki Lord. As both men were enveloped in the inscription, they were simultaneously being tattooed by it as well, filling both with indelible marks of the Ageless Canvassing Seal. This in itself was a damning fate in itself. However, the focus was occupied by other things such as the action taken by the chakra chains.
At stupendous speeds four additional chains were erected from the backside of Ketsugo, maneuvering at greater speeds than the two that wrote the sealing inscription. It was nigh imperceptible, as the chains link continually grew without postponement and stretched its way underneath the surface suddenly. Breaking through the soil, bedrock, and any obstructions. The chains managed to circle around the circumference of the inscription, above, below, at a blinding rate that formed a barrier around the chains by the expected time frame the inscription had been expected to be completed. This was a display of masterful usage of the chakra control and timing; it was a trap for both opponents to fight against each other if they managed to escape the seal. In reality, there was no way Ketsugo saw that happening. Their fate was most certainly sealed, at least that is what he anticipated and expected. Without the virtuoso knowledge to dismiss fuinjutsu of this caliber, let alone the reinforcement of his own is the reason he earned the nickname
Ketsugo The Encrypted Seal. Factoring the multiple faceted purposes of the Fukusu Keisei Bizanchin, the end was likely. This frustrated Ketsugo, to an extent that these two could not comprehend. He could not see these two remotely rivals anymore, but as a precaution, both palms opened wide and dropped two kunai in his movement backward. One being three feet ahead of the other, as these were boundary points to damnation. If they managed to cross both, perhaps they were worthy of him. But passing these points was not going to be easy, as both were designed to be an ending point without any progression forward. Ketsugo feet landed on the ground, and he closed both eyes switching his chakra sensory mode back on while consciously triggering his subconscious. Both arms were to his side, near to the ground and his back hunched over and his legs ready to be motioned.
