Chiyo saw that even Shukaku in his fully transformed Tailed Beast form was being suppressed by two brats.
She was utterly stunned!
The elite Jonin Maki could do nothing but flee and dodge before that young swordsman.
Were all six of these brats at Kage Level?
The Yamata no Orochi and the tall boy beating Rasa into submission were even stronger than that.
"Sir, didn't you just say you came to gather information and have a little spar?"
"You've sparred enough now. Whatever information you want, we can give it to you!"
Chiyo hurriedly shouted at Kamui, who had transformed into the Yamata no Orochi.
She knew that if they fought six Kage Level fighters inside the village, the Sand Village was bound to suffer terrible losses, no matter the outcome.
They might as well hand over all the information these people wanted.
It wasn't as though the Sand Village's intelligence amounted to much anyway.
Otherwise, given how terrifying that tall boy was, Rasa really might be seriously injured, or even killed.
The Sand Village could no longer withstand a disaster like that.
"Now that my brothers are angry and enjoying themselves, even I can't stop them."
Kamui spread his hands. At first, he had only wanted to gather information before anything else out of caution, to determine how dangerous this place was.
But now, the answer was clear.
The strongest fighters in this so-called Sand Village were that red-haired middle-aged man and that enormous, fat sand cat.
That basically confirmed that the Sand Village posed no threat.
After all, neither he nor Katakuri had used their full strength.
Ryuma, Shanks, and the others hadn't even entered their Mythical Zoan forms. Their swordsmanship and Haki alone were enough to utterly overwhelm these so-called Jonin.
"Enjoying... themselves?"
"What exactly will it