Orochimaru froze, unable to move. It was like every limb, every muscle had frozen solid. He struggled against it, but it was like trying to move an arm that was dead.

Against his will, he found himself removing Kusanagi from his mouth, and letting it clatter to the floor.

Against his will, he dismissed his jutsu, and landed on his feet on the floor, completely defenceless.

"What is this?" He struggled to get even those words out, fighting against a grip on his jaw and tongue that he felt slacken to allow him to talk.