His ragged breaths hitched with every shudder as fresh waves of agony tore at his thoughts, amethyst eyes squinting to survey his surroundings with his pain-blurred vision.
So many clones.... Earth, considering the ones that were crumbled. If he could identify the one who was the original, and kill him, then all of the clones would crumble, too. But... how could he identify the original when they all looked the same? And there was the fire-user, too....
A slow, careful rise to his feet, a quick survey of the situation--red blood pooling, the other boy was dead. One of the many enemies--earth clone or original, he wasn't sure--kicked his burnt back and sent the genin collapsing back to the ground with a howl of pain. Salty blood filled his mouth, his tongue bitten partway through.
His back felt like it was on fire.
He was useless.
Water flowed in a great wave, turning the army of earth clones to mud and sweeping up everyone.
Bubbles formed around Saichi, Jenzhi-san, and the other boy's corpse, keeping them safe and protected in the water as electricity surged through the liquid, enough to easily knock the remaining two enemies unconscious before they, too, were trapped in bubbles.
The sudden wash of water had been a shock to Saichi, the cold water soothing his burns but also filling his lungs, leaving him coughing up water and blood once he had been saved by the bubble, back throbbing from the spasms. Amethyst eyes watched as the water-level slowly lowered until the bubbles popped, water swirling around the teen's arms and legs from his position on all fours before it sank away completely and it was just the damp ground around them.
Four figures approached, and Saichi managed to identify them from their uniforms as three members of the Police Force and a single mednin.
The mednin approached him first, her gentle hands carefully removing the remains of his shirt, revealing burned flesh and the lean muscle of his torso, sending fresh waves of pain through his body as he collapsed onto his chest with a groan, closing his eyes and gritting his teeth. Waves of healing chakra dulled the pain, but the injury remained, and a poultice and bandages were applied to the wound, the bandages wrapping around the front of his torso as well. From his new sitting position, Saichi spit out blood and opened his mouth wide to reveal his tongue, the mednin knitting the flesh back together with more chakra before leaving him to see to Jenzhi-san.
The police officers, meanwhile, had approached Jenzhi-san first.