"Since that's the case, I'll get serious too." The female Anbu drew her katana from behind her back. Her long purple hair fluttered in the wind, giving her a valiant, imposing air.
"Don't worry, Yan. I'll protect you." The male Anbu beside her also held a katana. Wearing a ninja cap over his brown hair, he promised her.
Perhaps because Anbu identities were kept secret, he had called the woman only by her codename.
"All right, Feng. You be careful too." From her tone, the two were clearly more than ordinary comrades.
"Enough, enough. Let's deal with the enemies in front of us first." The speaker was the last Anbu, who had remained silent until now. His outfit was rather strange: he wore sunglasses and had wrapped his entire body in a large hooded coat.
If someone got close, they could even hear the occasional click, click from beneath his coat.
"Got it, Jianping. Let's get ready to fight," the Anbu man called Feng replied.
"Hey, you four are awfully long-winded. Can we get this over with?" The Animal Path's pale-purple Rinnegan swept over the four before it. Behind the scenes, Nagato was watching everything too.
Another pair of Three-Tomoe Sharingan? They might be a little troublesome, but they're not much of a threat. Nagato thought.
After all, there was more than a slight gap between the Sharingan and the Rinnegan.
"Who are you, and why have you invaded Konoha?" Minami Uchiha stared fixedly at the Animal Path and the Naraka Path, her eyes scarlet, and demanded an answer.
"Dead people don't need to know so much." Nagato had no intention of answering any of their questions. Under the Animal Path's control, the Remote Centipede launched the first attack, charging at the four of them.
"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"