The white bird soared through the sky, with Deidara lying on its back, completely drained of strength.
He glanced down at Konoha below and said in a low voice, "I wonder how Kakuzu is doing. But for a gloomy guy like him, it'd be normal if he died in Konoha. Anyone who doesn't understand how to appreciate art deserves to die."
After casually badmouthing Kakuzu a little, Deidara took something from his robes. It was a heart-like core that still throbbed in his hand, with the character for Sasori written on it.
He then took out another scroll and opened it. After forming hand seals, a simple red puppet appeared—the mass-produced kind made by Sasori.
He directly attached the core to it, and something miraculous happened. Light appeared in the puppet's eyes, which then formed into two pupils. It actually began to give off the aura of a living person.
Deidara looked at the scene in amazement. "It really came alive, Big Brother Sasori. Your puppetry is incredible."
Sasori glanced down. Konoha had already become a tiny black dot, and he said quietly, "You acted quickly. If you'd been any slower, Minato Namikaze would have shattered even my heart core.
"Konoha truly deserves to be called the greatest village in the Ninja World. It's filled with experts. We were far too arrogant this time. We must be more careful in the future."
Deidara immediately nodded with lingering fear. "That's right. I never want to come to this village a third time. There are already a whole bunch of those hateful guys with activated Sharingan. We should stay far away from here in the future."
As he spoke, Deidara returned the scroll Sasori had given him beforehand. After Sasori put it away again, the white bird carried them farther and farther