In the vast, boundless desert of the Land of Wind, where sandstorms filled the sky.
The moment Pakura spoke, everyone around her swiftly went on guard, and the atmosphere grew tense.
A rhythmic round of applause sounded:
"Clap, clap, clap..."
Then, a figure slowly rose from beneath the ground.
It was Obito!
He clapped his hands as he slowly straightened up, a faint, ambiguous smile on his face.
Pakura and the other Sunagakure shinobi instantly faced a formidable enemy. They gripped their weapons tightly and stared intently at the mysterious, dangerous figure before them.
Obito's appearance had long been listed on the black market's bounty board.
Yet five whole years had passed, and he had vanished as though evaporating from the world, gradually fading from people's memories.
However, Rasa had previously revealed that Obito had come to capture him. Thus, the instant she saw Obito, Pakura recognized him.
Seeing Obito appear here, she could not help but lament inwardly. It seemed the intelligence they had received earlier was true.
Obito had indeed taken Rasa.
Pakura did not rush to answer Obito. Instead, she immediately made a hand signal.
Upon receiving the order, the Sunagakure shinobi scattered at great speed and formed an encirclement.
At the same time, Pakura watched Obito's every move from the corner of her eye.
Just as expected, when Obito saw Rasa bound like a mummy, his gaze instinctively shifted along with him.
Seeing this, Pakura decisively raised her hand again and quickly gestured to Maki and the others.
Though everyone's expressions were grim and ugly, they knew the situation was urgent and could only obey orders.
At last, Pakura took a deep breath and broke the silence. "Obito, what do you want?"
As a Mangekyō Sharingan wielder who had defected from the Uchiha Clan,
his extraordinary