At that moment, Sosuke's warm, magnetic voice slowly rang out across the battlefield.
"Wouldn't this make it a little easier to talk...?"
"Cough, cough..."
Tokino, whose position had been crushed into a semicircular crater in an instant, coughed hoarsely.
Several flecks of blood sprayed onto the ground as he coughed violently.
Beneath the bright sunlight, the crimson blood stood in stark contrast to his pale face!
After hearing Sosuke's words,
Tokino, kneeling on the ground, struggled to lift his head. His body trembled slightly, as if he were enduring some unknown, terrifying pressure!
Gasping for breath, he looked at Sosuke with one eye and said in a trembling voice,
"What... is... this... ability?!"
A faint smile tugged at Sosuke's lips as he spoke softly and warmly.
"It's just some interesting power I discovered recently... What's wrong? Even now, you're still unwilling to show me your Mangekyō Sharingan's ability?"
"I've given you plenty of time. By now, Tokino, you should be able to control it perfectly."
At Sosuke's words, Tokino remained kneeling on the ground.
"Crack, crack..."
The dent in the ground continued to deepen, and the fissures kept spreading!
Though his entire body was being subjected to terrifying pressure, he clenched his teeth, lowered his head slightly, and let a thoughtful glint shine in his dark eyes.
Can I do it...?
Can I... stand up to... this... guy...?
No... I don't understand this guy well enough... If I attack... I have almost no chance of winning...
Tokino lowered his head and thought in silence. After weighing his options, he gradually gave up resisting and composed himself, hoping to signal his submission to Sosuke.
Sosuke merely regarded him, amusement glinting in his eyes. With a faint smile, he said softly,
"Tokino, you only get one chance. Just one. I won't hold