Beneath the sky, all across the Land of Fire, everything was lush and green.
Sitting atop Chomei's head, Tobirama's eyes turned into beacons, sweeping across the land of the Shinobi World.
The previous encirclement campaign had shown him the vastness of the ocean, while this mission let him experience the boundlessness of the land.
Looking into the distance, at the very edge of his vision, sky and earth ran parallel to each other.
He wondered what a magnificent sight it would be to look down upon the Shinobi World from the moon.
"Tobirama! Tell everyone to hold on tight!" Chomei's voice drifted through the fierce wind as he flew through the sky. "I'm speeding up!"
His buzzing transparent wings suddenly accelerated, instantly scattering the clouds around them and unleashing a sonic boom comparable to thunder.
Turning into a streak of blue light, he shot forward without hesitation.
Uzumaki Kaimi hugged the scroll tightly and shouted despite the wind pouring into his mouth, "Chomei, slow down!"
"I heard you! Faster!"
Chomei replied excitedly, making Kaimi close his mouth in frustration as he watched the Tailed Beast gallop through the sky like an unbridled wild horse.
Tobirama's look of enjoyment beside him had already revealed the answer.
He was doing it on purpose.
He had probably been cooped up for too long and had deliberately come out to let loose.
In any case, the Uzumaki Clan was not afraid of seasickness, much less motion sickness from riding a bug, and the speed was still bearable.
The weightless sensation that made his head spin gradually faded from Kaimi's body. He studied the expressions of his clansmen and thought to himself.
If they couldn't resist, they might as well enjoy it.
Flying above the Shinobi World was no longer a novel experience for them.