"Bai, when did you meet the White Reaper?"
Watching Narak chat with White, Zabuza asked coldly.
"I met him yesterday when I went into the woods to gather herbs!"
White explained to Zabuza.
"That's enough. Things have already come to this. Do you still intend to resist?"
Narak glanced at Zabuza and asked mockingly.
Under Narak's glance, Zabuza couldn't help but feel a chill run through his heart.
Even though he was known as the Demon of the Hidden Mist, even though he had killed countless people—
When facing Narak, he still felt as though he were being watched by a ferocious beast. Having lived by the blade for so long, Zabuza knew that feeling well. It was the threat of death.
The "White Reaper" of Konoha was no joking matter!
Even so, Zabuza's heart was still filled with unwillingness.
He had fled the Kirigakure of the Land of Water like a stray dog. He had planned to take on some dirty work, save enough money to recruit soldiers and gather horses, then return for revenge.
But he had never expected to run into the tough bone that was the Konoha shinobi!
"Damn... damn it..."
Zabuza's Chakra erupted throughout his body, and he actually tore himself free from Kakashi's ninken summoning beast's restraints. However, several chunks of flesh had also been bitten from his body, and blood streamed down!
"Oh, struggling on the brink of death."
Narak spoke disdainfully.
Just as he was about to attack, White stepped in front of him!
"Tsk... You're no match for me. Are you sure you want to stop me? You'll die, you know!"
"Even if I die, I'll stop you!"
White's tone was exceptionally resolute.
"Forget it. I'll just watch from the side. Kakashi, this is your mission, so you should deal with