"Clap, clap." "Clap, clap."
Kabuto Yakushi suddenly raised his hands and applauded. The sound rang out distinctly through the noisy Arena. "As expected of the Hyuga Clan's young lady. What keen powers of observation."
"The supposedly timid heiress of the Hyuga Main House doesn't seem to match the rumors. You certainly know how to hide your abilities."
He still wore a gentle smile, but something unsettling lingered around his eyes. Under the red glow of the electronic screen, that smile carried a cold, calculating edge. He even looked at Hinata as though she were one of his own kind.
"But..." He deliberately drew out the word and slowly adjusted his glasses. A cold gleam reflected off the lenses and flashed across Hinata's face. "Isn't it a little too late to discover the truth now?"
"Hah!" Hidden inside his sleeves, his fingers quietly tightened into a hand seal, and a triumphant gleam flickered in Kabuto's eyes.
Chaos had already been ignited. Those ninjas controlled by the Cursed Seal were the perfect pawns. All he needed to do now was hide in the shadows.
Then he could collect complete data on how the Cursed Seal affected ninjas from every village—information that would be enough to make Lord Orochimaru see him in a new light.
Before his words had even faded,
Dosu's three-person team suddenly moved from their corner.
Dosu kicked hard off the ground, leaving fine cracks beneath his feet. His fist, wreathed in black cursed power, whistled through the air straight toward Naruto's face. "Brat, taste the power of the Cursed Seal! Weren't you acting tough earlier?!"
Zaku drew a deep breath, his chest swelling like a ball. Piercing sound waves instantly tore through the air, becoming invisible blades that shot toward Sasuke. "Uchiha brat, you're still fighting me this time.