The midday sunlight pierced through the hazy sea mist, falling upon the four young women with wings on their backs as they sped toward the island ahead, as though outlining them in gold.
Especially Hua Bing and Guren.
The translucent snowy-white ice crystals and red crystals shone with dazzling, multicolored radiance beneath the sunlight, breathtakingly beautiful, like something from a dream.
"An... angels..."
Someone below had already murmured the word.
Indeed, the scene looked just like four angels beating their wings through the sky, flying toward the light, creating the disorienting feeling that myth had stepped into reality.
At the same time, the Clay Bird sharing the skies with the four angels appeared especially conspicuous.
Nothing was more frightening than comparison.
Matching outfits were not scary; being the uglier one was what made things awkward.
Wasn't the current scene much the same?
Deidara, who had taken off ahead of them, was utterly crushed in terms of visual appeal. The genin who had been secretly envious of his ability to fly just a second ago instantly demonstrated the Transformation Technique of changing faces.
"Wow, how does this ugly bird have the nerve to stay in the sky with four angelic young ladies?"
"Honestly, this bird really is ugly!"
"Riding such an ugly bird, how can he still be smiling so happily? Does he have no sense of aesthetics at all?"
Insult after insult drifted up from below. Though they were merely genin who had eaten lemons and were deliberately making snide remarks, how could Deidara possibly endure such mockery?
"Damn it!"
He stared fixedly at the four young women flying ahead, slipping his hand back into the clay pouch at his waist. "They just grew wings on their backs. What's so difficult about that?"
"Calm down, Deidara!"
Seeing this, Katsuchi immediately