With his Sharingan active, T’challa would indeed notice the chakra flowing throughout the sword, but was almost unprepared for the sneak attack that came from his very seat. Feeling a vibration within the stone itself before the spike could protrude, T’challa would utilize his Kamui intangibility to phase himself through the spike and out of harm's way. With wide eyes, T’challa would cause the slits within his palms to open slightly, revealing two Rinnegan eyes implanted within. Using the spikes protrusion to his advantage, T’challa would fake a “flinch” allowing him to angle his hands away from Bocc, now incredibly unlikely that the Jashinist even noticed them opening at all, probably more focused on the spike attack failing and the words soon to come from T’challa’s mouth. With the Rinnegan active, T’challa would suddenly spawn 5 clones within the realm of Limbo on each side of the throne. Upon the very moment of their conception, each dashed at the stationary opponent with incredible speed. Undetectably covering the measly 20 foot distance in a fraction of a second, the Limbo clones aimed to appear with one placed directly in front, on both sides, behind and finally one in the air above him. Immediately the group would initiate a flurry of strikes to bombard the Jashinist with high speed, super powered punches and kicks all over his body. Without enhancements these clones were able to send full sized tailed beasts soaring with a single punch, so the damage they could deal was immeasurable. Utilizing their training in hand to hand combat, the clones would focus normally wild strikes to Bocc’s vitals such as the eyes, brain, heart(s), lungs, spine and so on. Though it should be duly noted that the initial strikes would be two fingers aimed for his eyes, hoping to take them out of the equation for the remainder of the assault, a horizontal chop to remove Bocch’s head from his shoulders, an open palmed thrust to his spine to shatter it, a windmill kick to send the potentially severed head off into the distance and a sweep kick to break his kneecaps. Should Bocch simply move out of the way, the clones would predict his movements and reposition accordingly.
T’challa, not looking to give Bocc any indication that he had activated this technique at all, began to speak in reaction to the spike that had emerged from the chair. “Well now, that was quite rude sir!” Though in reality by the time he had reached the word “Was” Boccheire would have become mashed potatoes. Considering he currently lacked the Rinnegan to see the clones, or the Sage mode to sense them it was probable Bocc would have no clue this attack had even been initiated before it was too late. Though just in case the fight was not over, T’challa would stand from his seated position before taking a step in Bocc’s Direction; a black, ethereal mandala appearing in the center of his back that resonated with energy taking shape.