"A showdown between top-tier puppet masters, huh." Watching the two face off, Naruto Uzumaki murmured.
He could not spare himself from reviving Gaara right now, but he trusted in Chiyo's strength.
As Sunagakure's foremost puppet master and the inheritor of Monzaemon's Chikamatsu Ten Puppets, Chiyo's strength was rare even among Kage-level Experts.
Moreover, most of a puppet master's strength lay in their puppets. Thus, even though she was old now, her combat ability had not declined drastically.
The battle was on the verge of breaking out. Sasori glanced toward Naruto Uzumaki. Even if Naruto remained where he was, he was still someone Sasori had to fear. Yet now that he had his trump card, he felt he had the strength to fight. Coupled with Chiyo's appearance throwing his mind into slight Disorder, he decided to stay.
Even he himself did not know why he had chosen to remain.
A grain of sand fell from the roof, drifting into the cave. It landed with a soft slap—not loud, yet exceptionally clear.
In an instant, Chiyo and Sasori moved at the same time. Four puppets charged at one another and collided fiercely.
Under the control of the two master puppet masters, the puppets moved like living people. Amid flashing Black Shadows, the clashes of weapons rang out without end.
Chiyo's gaze kept shifting, while her hands never paused for an instant. She knew that in terms of puppet quality, Father and Mother were far inferior to the two generations of Kazekage. She had to focus with all her might.
Unfortunately, Sasori was a puppet master no weaker than her, perhaps even surpassing her in certain respects.
"Magnetic Release, Iron Sand Drizzle!"
Seizing an opening, Sasori twitched his fingers. The Third Kazekage puppet immediately extended its arm, and countless grains of iron sand