This man carried far too many secrets. Belaque wanted to slowly uncover every last secret Uchiha Madara possessed.
"No. To be safe, I'd better hide it." As Uchiha Madara spoke, he formed a hand seal. In the four directions around the Drake—front, back, left, and right—small saplings slowly sprouted from the ground.
Once the four saplings had emerged, they swayed without wind, and a great deal of powder drifted down from them, gradually covering the Drake's body.
In the end, such a massive Drake vanished right before Belaque's eyes, leaving behind no trace at all.
"What was that this time?" Belaque asked Uchiha Madara. "Why don't any of your spells require chanting? I noticed that they all seem to be performed through fixed hand gestures."
"That's how the magic of our clan works. Every spell is performed through hand seals," Uchiha Madara said with a smile. "And I think you've got quite a bit of potential. If you want to learn, I can teach you."
"Really?!" Belaque said happily. "What I really want to learn is that ability of yours to control animals. It'll definitely be very useful in the future."
"Uh..." Uchiha Madara said helplessly, "I can teach you anything else, but that ability is unique to my clan. Without these eyes, you can't do it."
"There really isn't anything else I want to learn. Besides, it doesn't seem like you have any other skills," Belaque said to Uchiha Madara.
"The Uchiha clan excels most at Fire Style, which is the same as your fire-element magic. If you want to learn, I can teach you that," Uchiha Madara said with a smile.
"What use would that be? I don't want to become a mage who spits fire from her mouth. That would make me look like some kind of