Flood Them First

"Commander... Lord Duke, what are you doing?" Kurotsuchi looked utterly stunned, like a lowly employee who had stumbled upon a scandal in the boss's office and was about to be fired.

"Don't talk to me with that face. It's exhausting just looking at it."

The Cold Qi intensified, freezing over most of Kurotsuchi's body and leaving only the area above her chest exposed. Her arms were wrapped in ice as well.

"My lord, I don't understand what you mean..." Kurotsuchi's face turned blue from the cold, and she stammered through chattering teeth.

"Enough pretending. Your acting is terrible. Change back to your original form!"

"You must have mistaken me for someone else. I'm Kurotsuchi, not White Zetsu." Kurotsuchi wore a pained expression, her eyes filled with pleading.

"You gave yourself away. I never said you were White Zetsu." Duke shook his head repeatedly. White Zetsu's intelligence work was far too lacking. The Transformation Jutsu itself was flawless, but the personality discrepancies were riddled with holes. The strong-willed Kurotsuchi would never show such weakness. She...

Bang!

With a thunderous crash, the Command Center's door was kicked clean off. Kurotsuchi stormed in, radiating killing intent. Though petite and delicate-looking, the way she went berserk was unmistakably that of a tough girl.

"Bastard, you dared impersonate me to assassinate the commander!" Kurotsuchi gritted her teeth. She had been in charge of patrolling the camp tonight when a guard reported seeing her enter Duke's tent. Sensing something was wrong, she had rushed over immediately.

Seeing the real Kurotsuchi arrive, the fake Kurotsuchi gave a sinister smile and reverted to its White Zetsu form. "As expected of a powerhouse even Lord Madara fears. You saw through my perfect Transformation Jutsu at a glance. This assassination attempt was my failure, but I'll be back. Guess who