"Get out here and face me—!!!"
The Fourth Kazekage Rasa's roar reverberated through the desolate canyon, amplified by Wind Release.
It shook sand and rocks loose from the cliff walls, sending them raining down.
The several hundred Hidden Sand Village elites behind him also shouted in unison, brimming with aggression as though they would flatten this borderland the next second.
A hundred meters away, atop a towering stone watchtower.
Uchiha Yoru sat with one leg crossed over the other, enjoying the breeze as he observed the opposing formation through a telescope.
"Tsk, tsk. That old bastard Rasa must've emptied out his entire stockpile."
Yoru lowered the telescope and dug at his ears, which were still buzzing from the roar.
"Magnet Release, puppet troops... with this kind of display, anyone who didn't know better would think he was planning to unify the ninja world."
Beside him, Deidara had long since been unable to restrain himself.
He rubbed his hands excitedly, the mouths in his palms already stuffed full of specially made Explosive Clay.
"Boss! Let me go!"
A feverish gleam shone in Deidara's eyes, and he was practically drooling.
"With that roar just now, everything within five hundred meters is a live target! One Nuclear Peace Art, and I guarantee they won't even be able to gather enough ashes, un!"
"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut?"
Yoru smacked the back of his head irritably.
"For beggars who come knocking at the door, there's no need to waste your money-burning toys."
Yoru stood up and gave a long stretch.
"All right, you guys stay here and watch the show. I'll go meet this 'God of Wealth.'"
With that, he leaped into the air, his black trench coat cutting a sharp arc through the sky.
He drifted lightly down from the