The blood moon in the sky was slowly changing.
And Itachi, as its controller, was the one most aware of those changes, because he was losing control over the Tsukuyomi space.
He could not even dispel the Tsukuyomi anymore.
Snap!
The ropes binding Izumi to the wooden rack snapped apart, and she stepped down from it.
Itachi, meanwhile, was bound to the wooden rack.
Several Izumis holding ninja swords also appeared around him.
Clearly, Itachi's method of dealing with enemies was quite good. She intended to borrow it.
Seizing control of the Tsukuyomi space was essentially a contest of eye power and genjutsu.
Unfortunately for him, she crushed him in both aspects, so it was only natural that she could turn the tables and directly seize control of this space.
Of course, that did not mean she would be able to use this space again in the future.
After all, it had been constructed from someone else's eye power. It was not some fixed space, so she could only use it this once.
But this was enough.
"You like torturing your enemies this way, so now you can have a taste of it yourself!"
Izumi thrust her sword into his body with her right hand.
Even if no one could die in a mental space, the realistic sensation and pain still satisfied her immensely.
Perfect!
Since she intended to make him "atone," she did not want to kill him outright.
But in this space, she could kill him hundreds or thousands of times first to vent her anger.
The feeling was the same either way!
Outside.
The few people sitting on the sofa atop the stone wall, eating melon and watching the show, noticed that the two in the ruins were both standing motionless.
"Are they competing in genjutsu?"
Tenten