The pain of suddenly losing an arm was probably something only the man before him could understand at this moment. Anyone else would likely never understand it, because he had known the exhilaration of power rising again and again. He simply could not accept the sensation of suddenly falling from it.
After all, this was not the first time he had felt this way. In truth, he could often sense it quietly, even if it made him feel strange or filled him with a deep, instinctive panic.
"Truly powerful."
At this moment, the Red Ribbon Army Leader was no longer thinking as he had before. He now had an entirely new understanding of his own strength, as well as an indescribable feeling about his abilities. Things were no longer as simple as they had been.
What weighed on him now was more pressure from the depths of his heart.
"Now that you know how formidable I am, are you thinking of surrendering? Perhaps I'll spare your life."
Uchiha Hiko looked at the fear in the man's eyes, wanting to see whether he had any intention of surrendering. They had already reached this point. If he still refused to surrender, then there was only one outcome waiting for him: death.
His gaze was stern, with not the slightest intention of saying anything insincere. Even now, he had no intention of speaking meaningless words, because nothing he had ever done had gone wrong. The same remained true at this moment; he had never done anything against his true feelings.
As the commander of the Red Ribbon Army, he naturally possessed an overwhelming presence. That was even more so now. He had a powerful resolve, and he had already grasped the opportunity before him. Though that opportunity was scarce, it was still the