It wouldn't nick him at all, if he stayed still. One hundred needles, one hundred bullseyes. Avoiding something as large as a person was child's play for her. Still in the air, she twists a certain way to bring one particular seal into view, swiping her thumb across it without hesitation to unleash what almost looked like a Chinese dragon, almost like the one Itachi'd summoned himself, a fiery, roaring mass built of burning tags and wire frame.

With that unleashed as a distraction, she doesn't have to watch it, knowing it'll go exactly where she directed it. Instead, she redoubles the amount of metal flying through the air, landing for only a moment before drawing another scroll and leaping up again. Mostly kunai go through the air this time, flying over Obito's head and then each being hit by another kunai, sending them slamming into the only blind spot from earlier -- Obito's shadow.

"Maybe I like unicorns, Itachi-sama~" she teases as she comes back down to the ground, landing effortlessly in the two spaces she'd left for her own feet, flushed with exertion. Had it worked?