Petals of Paper, Fists of Stone
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Story transcript
Konan: Three against one? How unoriginal.
Sakura: You hunted our comrades. This ends here.
Hinata: Her chakra... it's everywhere and nowhere.
Ino: Got you—
Konan: Paper can be in two places at once, little flower.
Sakura: Ino, dive!
Hinata: She's... not solid.
Konan: Your eyes see through everything except illusions.
Sakura: If we go down, we all go down!
Konan: Madness—
Ino: Guess we're all paper in the wind now!
Hinata: Your paper... needs still air to fly.
Sakura: And we just created a vacuum.
Konan: ...you planned this fall?
Konan: You lunatics... burning paper in freefall?
Sakura: Medical ninja rule one: always sterilize your tools.
Hinata: We'll heal... or we won't. Either way, you can't fold yourself back together from this.