A circular curtain of water instantly shielded White Fang. A bolt of pale lightning fell from the sky, and in an instant, lightning spread through the area, blending into the Water Style to form a small-scale domain of thunder. Sasori and Kakuzu's attacks were completely blocked.
Whoosh!
Taking advantage of that brief opening, White Fang broke free from the sand's restraints. He stood atop the scorching yellow sand in the distance, staring solemnly at the two of them, his face devoid of joy or sorrow.
"They really are strong. This is going to be a tough fight." Kakuzu met up with Sasori some distance away, his tone grave. Sasori's fingers twitched slightly, and the two puppets returned to his side. "Didn't we anticipate this before coming? Go all out."
"You mean that wasn't your full strength just now?" White Fang raised his brows slightly from afar, a trace of surprise in his voice.
Neither of them answered. Instead, they responded with their actions.
With a low shout from Kakuzu, his black robe patterned with red clouds shattered. Four masks stitched to his back emerged, swelling under the surge of chakra. Before White Fang's disbelieving eyes, they shot out one after another, transforming into four grotesque creatures over two meters tall. They wore masks, their bodies composed of black chakra tendrils, sinister and ferocious.
Sasori stretched out his right hand, and a scroll appeared in his palm. It suddenly unfurled, revealing a large sealing character at its center. With a bang, white smoke filled the air, and a black-and-white humanoid puppet floated in midair. A terrifying yet sacred chakra erupted from within it, kicking up a ring of sand and dust as it appeared.
Shin had specially crafted this puppet for Sasori, even adding some Yin-Yang Release nature transformation into it.