However, there was not the slightest hint of joy on Pakura's face.
As the smoke gradually dispersed, everyone was shocked to discover that Rasa, who had just been struck by the fireball, had turned into a pile of loose sand!
A moment later, about thirty meters away, the sand seemed to be driven by some mysterious force as it rapidly gathered and condensed. In the blink of an eye, it reshaped itself into Rasa's form.
Pakura's pupils contracted sharply at the sight, and she silently pondered:
When did Rasa acquire the Sand Transformation and Reconstruction Ability?
Before this, no one had ever heard that Rasa possessed such an ability!
Yet Rasa did not take the chance to flee. Instead, he stared coldly at Pakura, his hands forming a series of intricate Hand Seals at astonishing speed.
As Rasa moved, the otherwise ordinary sand beneath his feet gradually began to shine with a golden light.
The glow grew increasingly brilliant, as though the sand were undergoing some wondrous transformation.
Clearly, this was Rasa's crucial preparation before battle—gathering a vast amount of gold dust to strengthen himself.
Everyone knew that the more gold dust Rasa had, the greater the enhancement it could provide him.
Pakura knew the situation was urgent. If she did not strike first now, once Rasa finished accumulating his gold dust, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Without hesitation, she shouted:
"Spread out! Execute Operation Plan Number Three!"
The companions who had come with her immediately understood upon hearing the order.
They knew Pakura was about to unleash a devastating large-scale ninjutsu, and they swiftly retreated in all directions.
Immediately afterward, Pakura took a deep breath, and the surging Chakra within her erupted like floodwaters bursting through a dam.
At the same time, an incomparably massive fireball suddenly appeared behind