She took him at his word. Let her chakra go, felt it shiver through her and slide down the new pathway. Took a breath, and another, trying to relax, to recharge as the air filled with the smell of pain, and the Hyuuga turned paler.

Then she swallowed hard, forcing the energy back again, barking, "Stop," at Kuromaru when she saw his pathways brighten as if to send more power her way, in response to the tapering energy.

He whined, growled, slunk farther to his belly and laid his head on his paws. All the excitement of a moment before had vanished. It was like being given food after a week of none, and then being told to give it away. Weak and shaking and handing sustenance to someone else.

Ten points. She clamped down harder, and wondered how she was going to manage blocking a hundred and fifty of them as they got closer and closer to done.

Her nostrils flared, catching the odors in the room. Unconsciously, her eyes rose to the Hyuuga's pale face. He smelled like agony. She wondered how he was going to manage.

They were going to manage. They had to. Couldn't stop once they'd started, he'd said. Too many possibilities danced before her eyes, offering themselves up as what would happen if...

None of them were going to happen. Muscles twitched and shuddered under her skin, a physical reaction to trying to stop chakra from following it's natural course. "Please tell me you can work fast," she muttered.