"Hyuga Makoto, you damn bastard!"
The cry of grief and indignation was so hysterical, yet the one roaring with such fury was not Nagato.
It was Obito, whose entire body was covered in wounds and whose arm was once again severed.
Obito had just been hit by Kakashi's double critical strike, and that kind of pain was beyond description.
Yet the main reason behind Kakashi turning into that freakish state was none other than Hyuga Makoto!
Before he even had a chance to investigate further, he had rushed over in a panic to save Nagato.
Who could have known that the moment he stuck his head out, he would be met head-on by that raging storm of energy.
Nagato remained silent, and both he and Konan looked immensely battered.
The moment Hyuga Makoto had left, he had stripped away their final defense together, truly leaving them to face the storming winds bare.
As a shinobi, there seemed to be nothing wrong with doing this, but...
"Shinobi are human beings after all, and this guy simply doesn't act human!"
Whether it was his questioning of the Akatsuki Organization, his questioning of the bonds between Yahiko and them, or his actions at the very final moment of departure.
All of this genuinely seemed to defy simply describing it as "any means necessary"...
"What on earth is going on here?"
Just as everyone fell silent, Black Zetsu could no longer hold back.
He had also nearly popped his head out only to be instantly killed, but he cared more about something else.
"How on earth did Hyuga Makoto run over to your side? Did you leave behind a Flying Thunder God Mark?"
"I don't know, I want to figure that out too."
Even though Nagato's fists were clenched hard, he forced himself to