Seito let out a pained noise as Magatsu was hit full on by the spell, falling to his knees and clutching at his chest. That hurt... that really fucking hurt. His dragonfly flitted around, almost like it was concerned, despite the fact that it went from the cheerful, light purple color it always was to blood red.

Gasping for breath, Seito glared up at Minato, yellow eyes blazing in rage.