Yasu
While Madoka went off to gather firewood, Yasu began to release the 'night hawks' into the sky, each construct of black feathers melting into the night sky. With that taken care of, he went to gather some water.
Koki'o
An agreement had been made, and the Fiery-haired scorpion thus joined the Sunagakure team on their mission to obtain the 8 tails Jinchuriki. While she might've been wary of Pakura, she most certainly wasn't interested in her. There was only one person on team Suna that Koki'o really took an interest in -the puppet user. Suna's puppet meisters were renown for their skill with poisons, producing the likes of Lady Chiyo and Sasori of the Red Sand, and as a poison meister herself, she was very interested in sharing knowledge.
Caring zero for anyone else in the vicinity, the Crying Star swaggered after the puppet user with a mirthful gleam in her eyes. "Beautiful color isn't it...red that is?" Flashing her own red hair, she gestured to the girl's polished toes, striking up some casual conversation.
Sagisō ~~Flashback~~
High in the sky, the only sound was the whir of the Fuma Shuriken and the crackle of the approaching flames. Truth be told, the 36th Heavenly Star could see a number of ways out of this situation -the most efficient of which involved abandoning her attack completely to preserve combat strength. The most chakra-effective plan she'd come it with cost a grand total of no chakra at all. If she sailed the Fuma shuriken into the roof of the building adjected to the Uchiha, she could use the detonation to cause sections of the building to collapse. If she angled it correctly, she could manipulate the wall of the building to collapse towards Kiro and said wall would act as a barrier to his fire style.
However, their battle was straying further and further away from the combat designated sections of the Hyūga compound. Destroying any buildings in this location was far more likely to result in injury or death. Although the structural damage would've been incomparable to the tornado from earlier, the loss of life would be more significant. She was unable to bring herself to be so callous just to prolong such a battle. Sagisō wholeheartedly rejected this plan of action.
She'd also thought of a second, more favorable plan of action. Instead of aiming at Kiro, she could veer the Fuma right into the column of fire. As the mass of paper bombs attached to it detonated all at once, the force of the explosion would not only scatter the pillar of flames but if she were to transform herself into say...a feather, the shockwave would be more than enough to push her clear of the attack. This course of action was slightly more expensive in terms of chakra, but it was still barely a dent in her chakra pools. However, even this idea she rejected. From her altitude the sheer her range of vision was quite expansive especially when the Byakugan was factored in. To the Byakugan, Chakra showed up in such distinctive coloration that each ninja's color was wholly unique, and a shinobi could be identified solely through the appearance of their chakra. In the corner of Sagisō's vision, who else, but Hinagiku herself could be seen making a Bee-line for the clan compounds. This was it -the final clash- all or nothing. Whether she avoided this clash or not, the fight would be over.
Licking her lips, she cast one last look at the battlefield taking notice of the LCM clone. Its speed was certainly enough to intercept her Fuma if she simply threw it...so in that case...
A small orb fell from Sagisō's arms, a smoke bomb released from her storage seal. While the smoke bomb dropped in altitude, Sagisō lashed out, kicking the bomb away and out of the path of the Fire Style. The smoke bomb had been made using a metallic canister and was thus quite a bit sturdier than your standard smoke bomb ensuring that it wouldn't explode prematurely. Since she was going all out she wouldn't leave any loose ends!
With a grunt of exertion, she let Fuma loose. She'd thrown the blade at a very wide arc, so wide in fact, that if it weren't for the iron wires which allowed her to rein it back it, it would've sailed off into the distance. Guiding the Shuriken carefully, she placed Kiro's fire style between the Fuma and the Clone's line of vision, ensuring that its Sharingan would be obscured. She knew that the pillar of flames alone would not be enough to block the clones vision for long, and that's where the smoke bomb came in.
As the Fuma Shuriken descended, it intercepted the smoke bomb that Sagisō had dropped earlier, its blades slicing clean through the bomb's metallic casing. As the smoke bomb exploded, blanketing the Fuma in, obviously, smoke, the kunoichi smirked, knowing that once the Fuma left the smoke cloud, it would be close enough to the ground and its target that the clone would hardly be able to intercept it lest it threw its own body in the way.
Quickly though, she wiped the smirk off her face and focused on her own task at hand -the pillar of flames. Having scrapped her two earlier plans of blocking and dodging the Fire release, all that was left was to take it head on -well, not quite. She could tell that with the appearance of the curse mark, the sheer potency of Kiro's chakra had improved by at least a level. It would be rather difficult to contest with the power of Kiro's Fire release, especially when her own Wind Release was at a disadvantage. Even so, it wasn't as if she was entirely out of options.
Gathering her remaining chakra in her palms, Sagisō allowed the sweeping wall of flames to encroach upon her position, moving closer and closer until - "Eight Trigrams: Vacuum Wall Palm!"
Striking out with both her palms, Sagisō sent a compressed blast of wind, and chakra careening into the wall of flames. The sudden mixture of combustion, compression, and a fuel source as compressed oxygen was more than enough to cause a massive discharge of heat and kinetic energy in the form of a shockwave. More simply put, it blew up.
A blanketing cloud of smoke and soot spread out in the air, quickly engulfing Sagisō and hiding her state of being from sight. Within the cloud, the girl's body was battered by the shockwave, jarring her organs severely. Blood flowed from her seven orifices and her consciousness flickered like a candle in the wind. Shellshocked from the explosion, she plummeted, bursting through the blackened clouds like a descending meteorite.
Baiyan
Ending her cycle of sword strokes and sheathing her blade, the Sword Star turned to address Azumi. Her brow furrowed at the Ame-ninja's attempts to 'console' her. She needed no such thing, and her displeasure at such an insinuation was immediately evident on her face. "Your efforts are...appeciated."