Renkaji landed in between Deidara, Dracob and Naruto. His clothes were charred and missing in places, but he was, by dumb luck or unnaturally high skill he wasn't sure, pretty much unharmed. He drew a katana he used on occasion for more reach. Dropping into a ready stance, he was tensed like a spring. It felt as though time had slowed as Deidara stalked closer to him, fully intent on Draco.<br/><br/>"Darkness release: Moon-cleaving slash!" He shouted, swinging the katana he wielded in a backhand horizontal slice across the ground as a rip of dark purple chakra launched from the blade. [(Look up "getsuga tenshou" from bleach for reference.)]<br/><br/>Deidara, jumping moments before the ninjutsu hit him, saw it didn't affect the environment. He was upset he hadn't been sucessful in killing the brat from before. It had been a perfect artistic setup that had been ruined due to him recognizing the danger at the last moment. To put it mindly, he was spitting mad at his failure. Add to the fact his anointed sister had practically delivered herself to him but he could do nothing about it infuriated him more.