"Hasn't the village's reinforcements arrived yet?!"
Kakashi shook his head.
"I don't know. Shisui went to ask for reinforcements. I came back to help you."
"Oho~!"
Uchiha Shingen raised a brow and looked at Kakashi, mimicking Kakashi's old tone.
"Ahem, ahem..."
"As a ninja, nothing is more important than the mission. So long as the mission can be completed, even comrades can be sacrificed!"
"Shut up!"
Kakashi's old face reddened. He shoved Uchiha Shingen aside, only earning the latter's laughter.
He immediately stopped paying him any mind and turned his gaze toward the dust cloud in the distance.
Whoosh—!
The wind howled, scattering the dust in the air.
Sasori's battered figure was exposed.
All four of his limbs had been broken by Pakura's punch just now. Only his remaining torso floated silently in midair.
Yet there was still no fear or panic in his eyes, only the calm composure of a cat toying with a mouse.
"You're still as impatient as ever."
"Pakura."
"I told you more than once—when you don't understand your opponent's abilities, don't act rashly. Otherwise, you'll only throw your life away."
"Fine. This time, I'll keep you by my side forever."
Drip—!
As Sasori spoke in a teasing tone, threads of blood slid down Pakura's arm.
But this blood was not crimson. It was black, carrying a foul stench.
She had been poisoned.
By the time Pakura realized it, her consciousness had already begun to blur. Still, she stared fixedly at Sasori in midair and muttered.
"Over something like this... over such a pointless reason!"
Pakura nearly crushed her silver teeth, the killing intent in her heart reaching its peak.
But no matter how strong her will was, it could not stop her body from gradually weakening.
Across the ninja world, there was almost no cure