Five ghostlike figures darted through the night. They stopped at the prison at the same time. Compared to yesterday, the Mizukage and the others, who had roughly familiarized themselves with the terrain, seemed far more at ease. Looking at the young Three Sannin closely following behind them, he said in a low voice, "Stick to the original plan. Jinin Akebino and I will infiltrate. You three will keep watch on the perimeter. Once you receive my signal, retreat along the planned route."
Water Style: Hidden Mist Technique!
He lightly raised one hand, and dense mist rose into the night. The Mizukage and Jinin Akebino vanished at the same time. Not long afterward, the two ninjas at the prison entrance silently collapsed.
The more critical the moment, the simpler the plan had to be. The more steps there were, the easier it was for something to go wrong. Simple and brutal was not necessarily the best choice, but it was often the most convenient and least risky.
Jiraiya and the other two were very close by. After the pair left, they did not immediately head elsewhere to stand guard. Instead, they gathered together and discussed things in low voices.
"Do you think we should follow his plan?" Jiraiya whispered, his eyes constantly shifting as though he were considering some unreliable scheme. Orochimaru said quietly, "This is Iwagakure's headquarters. Don't act recklessly. With our strength, if we truly attract the attention of Iwagakure's higher-ups, we won't even have a chance to escape. But we can't completely trust those two from Kirigakure either. We need to plan an escape route. Ninjas who entrust their fate to someone else's plans are always the first to die."
Tsunade had already raised her head to survey the surroundings. The mist was spreading rapidly, already enveloping the