Tasara doesn't know what the Domain was thinking, sending this girl here. Either they're more desperate than she thought, or this girl is extremely foolhardy. Likely the latter. She's, hm, maybe three years out of training, judging by her stamina. Not much finesse, but exuberance in abundance, and a stubborn refusal to admit she's outmatched. If they were further from the city Tasara would flatten her, but the goal is defense, not destruction.
They're not disturbed for the next while, though the hallways are increasingly maze-like and there's more barriers and genjutsu traps - which Itachi gets through -
And then there's a heavy feeling in the air. Something is very, very angry. Something old and big.
"That'd be the Nine Tails," Kakashi says, perhaps unnecessarily. "It doesn't feel fully out, not yet."
"Right," both Kakashi and Itachi say.
There's more barriers before their destination - but they can be gotten through, with varying amounts of effort.
They're met, after one barrier, by a rapidly expanding cloud of gas, visible only as a faint visual distortion and smelling barely of acrid smoke -
The gas billows around them - and then turns opaque and clingy, like heavy fog. Everything feels muffled within it.
It's sticky, more than any gas has a right to be, and gloops back in.
There's an awful lot of it, and visibility's getting worse.
"Probably is veering towards our chakra," Kakashi says. "Otherwise the way it's moving is odd. It's interfering with my senses, too."
"With training you can suppress your own." And, in fact, Itachi seems to be doing that, feeling suddenly less there.
It seems to be reducing the amount the mist seeps in, but while it's slowed it's not gone entirely.