A and Killer B, who were riding on the Eight-Tails, had recovered somewhat. With the Raikage's battle-hardened body, injuries of this level were not enough to put him out of action.
Yet amid that rotation, which defied all common sense, everything became futile.
Heaven and earth flipped upside down, and they lost all sense of direction. Even keeping their balance became a pipe dream. They could not launch a steady attack, much less figure out how to rescue the Eight-Tails.
"Let go already!"
Killer B clung tightly to the Eight-Tails, gripping his uneven suckers for dear life as he shouted over the howling wind.
"I can't! That guy's got hold of me!"
The Eight-Tails roared his response inside Killer B's mind.
The absolute gap in strength made even the most basic resistance impossible. They could only let themselves be swung around like toys.
"Aaaah—!" Their screams mingled, stretching into one long wail as the rotation sped up, until An abruptly loosened his fingers.
In that instant, the terrifying pull on the tail vanished, replaced by uncontrolled freedom at the mercy of inertia.
Propelled by inertia, the rapidly spinning Eight-Tails and the two men on him went flying like a derailed train, utterly disoriented.
Everyone on the ground froze where they stood, staring up slack-jawed as that gigantic octopus flew across the sky. They might as well have been watching a cow take flight.
But a moment later, screams erupted among the Kumogakure shinobi.
"O-oh no! They're coming down right on top of us!"
"Run!"
Amid the screams, the once-orderly Cloud Village troops scattered like a stampeding herd of cattle, fleeing desperately in every direction.
Even an idiot knew that a tailed beast that enormous hurtling into the ground would hit harder than ten forbidden techniques going off at once!
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