Hearing Hiruko's taunts, the Jonin in the severely wounded area all wore grim expressions.
If they weren't injured, they wouldn't have feared Hiruko. Asuma and Might Guy in particular, having fought Hiruko in Shinji's Takamagahara, had a clear understanding of his strength.
But right now, some of them were injured and others crippled. Few could move freely and use ninjutsu, let alone stand against a powerful opponent like Hiruko.
Hiruko wore a mocking smile. "If you get down on your knees and beg me, I might just spare your lives!"
Other Akatsuki Organization members would either kill without hesitation or get straight to the point. Under normal circumstances, they wouldn't waste their breath on a group of wounded people.
But Hiruko was different. He thoroughly enjoyed having other people's lives in his hands.
Besides, though none of the wounded before him could exactly make the Shinobi World tremble, every one of them was famous in their own right.
Having control over their lives and deaths delighted him. So, although his purpose here was to take Kakashi's Mangekyō Sharingan, he strolled along at an unhurried pace, like a beast in control of the situation, toying with its prey.
"Tch!" Asuma spat at Hiruko, then said, "The old man was right about you. You're nothing but a menace!"
Hiruko flew into a rage. "What did you say?!"
Asuma cursed him. "You think you're fit to be mentioned in the same breath as the Fifth and Senior Jiraiya? You're just a coward with a twisted mind!"
Seeing the killing intent radiating from Hiruko, Kurenai said anxiously, "Stop it, Asuma!"
Asuma shook his head. "Don't believe a word this bastard says. He won't spare any of us. We can only fight him!"
"Fight me? I'd like to see what you think you can fight