Mana snapped out of the overwhelming sensations of being sealed inside the tag scroll after the attraction sucking her inside of it ceased. First of all, the magician examined her own body, feeling sure that such phenomenon would've surely torn her apart. Even if she saw plenty of ninja get sealed multiple times, the sensations were so odd that she couldn't help but still check the integrity of her own body and make sure she was completely intact.

Neither there were injuries on her body from all the oddities, that the sealing process made her go through, nor did Mana feel any weaker from being forced to augment her body. In fact, she could not even remember using augmentations for a mere moment. There was certainly a fair amount of time dilution in the process as at some point the sealing had begun to feel slightly frustrating to go through with the endless sensation of falling inside a roaring and spinning tunnel of flashing lights with nothing but void below her starting to bore Mana instead of scaring her. The creator of the tag scroll must have modeled it with seals that protected the transported person perfectly from the inhuman conditions that other dimensions may have possessed.

Only after making sure that both her physical form and her stamina were both in perfect condition did Mana notice the odd dimension she was floating weightlessly in. Deep below her, farther even than her augmented superhuman ninja perception could scope, was nothing but whirling clouds of gas and crackling lightning – a violent expression of the massive chakra present inside this dimension. Above her laid the same sight, the same thing to be said of wide and far around her. Nothing but crimson red skies with lighter tone gas whirling around in a never-ending storm. The area where Mana was stored in was protected, however, in a bubble of unknown and invisible chakra that held the stormy conditions of the dimension as well as the outrages of its energy further.

"If the time dilution was so sensible just being sealed, just how long will I have to wait until I am unsealed"? Mana wondered to herself. "It may take a couple of minutes outside, but it may feel like hours waiting here".

All this senseless waiting frustrated Mana to no end. It was not because she was an impatient person – far from it. There may not have been a more patient and reserved genin inside that entire hall back in her home dimension. It was because of the innate fear that she felt, the nervousness before the big fight. She had to wait and tolerate it for fifteen minutes before the match, now she may sit here feeling nervous and eating herself alive, thinking all the thoughts imaginable for hours… Not that it could've been helped or anything. It was just the way she was supposed to behave. All just a part of the test…

"It won't be any different if I get promoted, really", Mana tried to reason with her own gut that was booming and squirming with butterflies trying to sprout through the magician's own flesh and fly into freedom. "I'll be sitting in ambushes or collecting information for hours, in missions far more important to me and the village. Better get used to it now".

Feeling rather reasonable with her own bodily reactions, Mana simply crossed her legs before taking a meditative position and closing her eyes. One advantage of meditation was its ability to calm Mana down and give her complete awareness of her body as well as the limited capabilities of affecting her mood or bodily conditions. It did not take much time for an experienced meditator such as Mana to calm herself down through meditation.

"I could still make out Jon-D being the one to get sealed inside the scroll. That means I am much more likely to get to face him. That's good. I know what he can do, I know the abilities he will rely on. Oto-B, however, is a complete mystery. I should only need to deal with him if Roh-D deems him an unfair match-up, choosing to tag out instead, or in the unfortunate eventuality that he loses without eliminating anyone. Such outcome is unlikely, yet possible", the magician began running through streams of thought, she found that thinking and strategizing, trying to predict what exactly it was that she would have to face helped her stay calm the best.

Mana may have been a patient person but even she had to admit that she was beginning to grow bored, then again, it could have simply been the adrenaline in her blood slowing things down a crawl. That was when the familiar tunnel of light and intensely whirling gas opened up and sucked her in, once again, the same way out as it was on her way in, the magician blitzed through the shrieking gas tunnel with nothing but total blackness in sight before an overwhelming influx of light nearly blinded her completely. Her body was unsealed back from the scroll in a beam of maroon light.

Right as the magician realized what had happened, she saw the ugly and busted open mug of Oto-B grinning nastily up in her face, peculiar sounds of dirt shifting through someone's feet behind her. The audience surrounding Mana witnessed eight sharp steel scythes attached to countless steel bars with a wire running inside of them, each part of the unique construction folded and extended to their user's command, wrapping around the magician and enclosing her in their lethal grip. On the other side, right as Oto-B forced his eight scythes apart, ripping the girl's body to bloody shreds, Jon-D delivered a crushing sword slash aimed at Mana's middle body, aiming to slice her clean in two.

It was not blood from Mana's shredded body that rained and splattered all over the arena, but illusionary flower petals, after the magician managed to slip out of certain death on two fronts. As the words "Flower Petal Escape" softly echoed around the hall, Mana's body gathered itself together slightly further from the two assailants. She could've attempted to exploit her successful genjutsu and escape, but she wasn't sure which one of her assailants would soon be sealed inside the tag scroll, something that'd give the second an easy escape from her attack, which inevitably would divert too much of her attention to the wrong target. She also needed more time to assess the situation – examine the state of the arena and the ultimate fate of her partner.

Oto-B lit up in a maroon light, shortly after, his dematerializing form got sucked into the tag scroll in the shape of a crimson laser beam before disappearing completely. So it was Jon-D who was switched into. A quick look around helped Mana put two on top of two – Roh-D was being carried away in a busted up state, not too dissimilar to the one Oto-B was in suggesting quite a brutal battle has transpired between the two, that meant that he was eliminated. The state of Oto-B was pathetic, he was injured and bleeding all over, his long overcoat was in tatters and he was a pair of good blows away from passing out. The innate slowness of the genin, caused by the pain all over his body, the lack of physical conditioning on his own part and the injuries helped Mana escape in time.

It was a clever plan on Oto-B's behalf – to use his sealing tag right after Mana was beginning to be unsealed. That caused his three seconds of a coordinated attack to kick in right after the magician entered the battlefield and had Mana not gotten used to the oddity of being tagged in and out, as well as the ridiculous injuries of Oto-B, she would have joined the body count of the Chuunin Exams.

Jon-D leaned his body to the ground, spreading his legs out wide and bending them at the knees, his hands moved to the back, reaching for his massive blade. This wasn't very good, Mana was used to evading unarmed taijutsu attacks and excelled at it, evading a skilled swordsman would've meant that all Mana had to rely on was the training with Meiko en route to the Wind Country. The magician breathed in and out, calming herself down – her team was losing, Roh-D got eliminated already but… It was not over yet.

Jon-D blitzed in a bright and brown flash, his tanned skin, shiny armor and bright colored hair, that gained an almost bright pink hue while on the move, caused an amalgam of those dominant colors to flash about as the swordsman rampaged all over the arena. He was not trying to cut Mana down, a painful blow to her chin that sent the magician tumbling towards a hole in the arena, wide enough to tumble into and get ringed out, testified that much. He was just trying to utilize his insane speed and ring the magician out. Another skipped blow made Mana fly off and aside, she managed to get back on her feet just before she tumbled into another hole, another strong kick to the back… He was just toying with her at this point. The origin of those holes must've been a curious story in of itself!

Mana wasn't planning to just play around.

The magician quickly moved into weaving hand seals, biting her finger and drawing blood from her thumb before attempting to push it into her hat, to use her modified version of the Summoning Jutsu. Time appeared to have stopped still as a painful shock to the right side of her chest smacked her out of summoning Usuzoku successfully. Before Mana could process the fact that the massive sword of her opponent actually went through her body a whole third of its length, her body instinctively began pouring chakra into keeping Mana alive and upright. A superhuman version of the more human desire to survive. A rude kick to her chest helped Jon-D to pull out the massive sword from Mana's chest and sent the magician down.

"Those ruthless attacks! Are they trying to kill her"? Someone in the audience rustled uneasily. Mana didn't previously realize just how much all of those constant little dialogues between all those genin teams could've been heard inside the arena. Or maybe it was just her own body in whack augmenting itself in areas she didn't ask it to.

"No, I think he missed her vitals", someone in the audience replied, voicing Mana's own thoughts. Hers, however, were much more hectic due to recently being impaled through by a sword about as large as Jon-D was himself. She was injured far too early into a fight for this wound to be disabling or fight ending but… It placed her on a very strict and vital timer. The chakra sustaining her will not be running forever. She needed to settle this and Oto-B as fast as possible…

"Did you know what I was going for"? Jon-D stopped moving rapidly all across the ravaged and hole filled arena and took a more defensive two handed sword wielding stance. Despite the inhuman size of his blade, the wielder was not by any means slow. If Mana used all of her perception, all of her foresight, it was enough, just barely enough to track the youth's moves.

"Not really, I only noticed after getting injured", Mana grunted in pain, even when there was a massive wound on her side of a large sword going right through her one third of its length, she still had enough chakra to breathe and fight back with that injury. Instinct yelled at Mana to rush at her enemy, use all of her allotted time to ring him out or trick him into her mercy. That would've been a mistake – she needed a better plan than to just rush at a much faster and stronger competitor with such a grievous injury.

The plan that Jon-D was referring to was a massive hole right behind Mana. Had her body undergone all of the chakra augmentations that a ninja would've normally went through while being attempted to be impaled on such a weapon, she'd have been pushed backwards with tremendous force, as the sword's tip failed to penetrate her augmented flesh much farther than the skin, and possibly tumbled in, causing her to be ringed out. Had it not been for Mana's incredible worry over using chakra augmentation, given birth by her burns using it overzealously in the past, and careful weighing of each situation before applying augmentations, that thrust would've pushed her out like a marble hit by a flick.

"Reckless idiots like you are why my sister's been eliminated. I will actually take some pleasure in taking you out", Jon-D shouted out in a fit of anger as he lifted his sword above his head, channeling chakra through it, just like his sister did before him, except on a much more massive scale and intensity. There was no comparison between a Dimensional Slash of a long knife and a massive sword that Jon-D wielded.

"Dimensional Slash"! Jon-D shouted out, swinging his oversized sword downward and smashing it into the arena floor beneath his feet, the overflowing chakra that was being channeled through the blade shot off in a tremendous crescent shaped projectile straight at Mana's direction.

Right as it would've hit the magician head-on, splitting her in two, without a doubt, the projectile faded away, before reappearing to her side. Mana took a strong leap backwards as she let her magician's hat roll down off of her head and into her grip. Mana weaved a hand seal with her free hand and pushed it into the hat, unsealing the wand she had retrieved from the Forest of Death during the week she had to train.

The projectile faded away once again, confusing Mana. It disappeared and reappeared again, like a mysterious figure in a hall of mirrors as it materialized and then got sealed away again, setting off every seal of the Dimensional Blade fighting style that the young swordsman had setup in his blurry blitz earlier.

"Mana"! Kiyomi's scream echoed as the projectile shot right from below the magician, piercing the floor beneath her feet and cutting her in two completely. The separated two pieces of Mana then dissolved into flower petals that didn't appear to confuse Jon-D that much as he quickly resumed a defensive stance, his eyes constantly scurried left to right, scanning the environment around him and wondering just where would his opponent next attack from.

A deafening clang echoed through the Konoha High gym hall, much to the audience's and Jon-D's shock the oversized sword he held firmly in his hands got split in two. Mana shifted her weight from her upper body, from the powerful sledgehammer motion, which she used to swing her Audra steel wand to smash through her opponent's blade, into a strong right kick that would have forced him into one of the eight different tunnels from underground that riddled the arena.

Jon-D locked his hands around Mana's foot and swung her around before releasing her to properly resume his position as all he managed to do in response to her unexpected siege of his defenses was to drop the useless handle part of his sword that he still held in his hands.

Mana coughed up a moderate amount of blood, her head shook in pain as the girl peeled it off the ground and as she moved her wild raven black hair out of the way the gruesome sight of her own blood trail smudged onto the arena floor met her eyes. This was an alarming sign that her chakra that sustained her fighting shape and even possibly her consciousness and her life was beginning to fail to do its job properly and was beginning to leak some blood out, more of it than it should've, anyways.

"That stupid sister of mine… You've noticed it when she used it, right"? Jon-D spat to the side before wiping his nose and removing the rag that he adorned to cover up the lower part of his face. Mana must have made him sweat enough for breathing with that thing on to become rather uncomfortable.

"Yeah… For a handful of moments after you use it, you can't channel chakra through it", Mana wanted to smile but the bloody taste in her mouth made her wish to contain that thought and hide it away lest her entertainment turned into a more gruesome and bloody sight. Something she did not really want.

"Still, I wasn't expecting you to both possess a high-tier enough weapon and the needed skill to channel chakra through tools yourself", Jon-D commended Mana before taking a martial arts stance, this was Mana's area, she could read that basic stance when woken from a deep slumber late at night.

"I don't, this wand is made out of Audra alloy", Mana grumped out before biting her thumb and beginning to weave hand seals using her free arm. Hoping that now that she knew exactly how fast her opponent was, now that she disabled his main and most lethal weapon, now she would be able to complete the set of hand seals. It was surprising that she couldn't before, Mana used to take pride in her hand seal speed for so long that she had never considered that there'd be someone fast enough to still exploit that moment of slipping attention…

Jon-D blitzed into action. Pressing his hands and folding them by his sides, preparing to unleash a chain barrage of punches at Mana's undefended and already injured body. Before he could even move up to her, falling just that much short of length, now that his sword was laying broken in half by where he previously stood, a shiny silver flash made the audience rustle uneasily before a splatter of blood colored the already messy and incredibly bloody arena tiles – this time it was Jon-D's own fluids from a wound in his abdomen caused by a long sword, wielded by a deceitfully cute rabbit warrior.

"What de hell"? Usuzoku's annoyed grumble came out from the cloud of smoke and the dark blueish violet light shining from inside of Mana's hat. "Can't ye do anythin' without mah help"?

That was when Usuzoku moved his cute snout back at Mana to give her an angry glare but his eyes instead shot open wide in surprise of Mana's condition. The magician was clutching at a wound on her chest that not even both of her hands could cover up completely. Blood switched from being perfectly contained to leaking out in handfuls before once again being contained by the diverted chakra flow.

"Sorry, I didn't want Ninja Rabbits to remain only be contracted by a lousy genin, Zoku-chan", Mana smiled kindly through a pale face as it was clear that her timer was approaching the dangerous zone of the scale. "Although, now that I think of it, are summons banned in the exams"? She then suddenly realized before looking questioningly at the overseer.

"If you can pull them off, no", the overseer shook his head. "It's a rare sight in the Chuunin Exams so we didn't bother setting any rules for it".

"Well den, I'll have ta pull both of our weights, won't I"? Usuzoku gave Mana a thumb up, "As much as I hate yer guts, I'd hate lettin' ya disappoint mah proud species even more"!

The rabbit swordsman pulled out his blade before pointing it at Jon-D's direction. "Ye just sit back and see what ye can do about that wound, Hatchling" he confidently grinned.