Just as Yamanaka Taku's brain appeared within the ice mirror, a flying insect smaller than a fingernail quietly fluttered its wings, silently flew out of the Anbu base, and vanished into the night.
A secluded location.
The black Kikaichū wriggled and preened in Aburame Shihui's palm before he said with a grave expression, "Captain Sakumo, they're being interrogated by people from Mist Village!"
"Location."
Hatake Sakumo was succinct.
"Inside the Water Prison on the third basement level. There are four enemies there, and on the way in, there are also—"
Aburame Shihui rapidly relayed the intelligence gathered by the Kikaichū.
"Detected a large number of chakra signatures! There are intruders!"
A loud shout tore through the previously peaceful night sky.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
A large number of capable masked ninjas began converging from every direction.
"There's no time to explain!"
Hatake Sakumo cut Aburame Shihui off, pulled up his hood, and vanished into the night with a flicker, leaving only his voice drifting behind him. "Get out first and rendezvous with Heshi!"
Aburame Shihui stared into the heavy darkness ahead, then slammed his fist against the wall unwillingly. A swarm of Kikaichū crawled out of his body and formed two clones at his sides.
"Please, buy Captain White Fang some time!"
The clones nodded, then shot forward to the left and right, beginning to draw the Mist Village ninjas' attention.
"This is all I can do. Good luck, Captain!"
Aburame Shihui gave the Anbu building one last look before turning and running outside.
Hatake Sakumo had originally planned to kill his way in.
As Konoha's—and indeed the Shinobi World's—greatest assassin, he understood the assassin's creed well—
As long as he killed every enemy who saw him, it would be the perfect infiltration!
However, just as his short blade left its