"You bastard humans! I'll kill you all!"
Gyuki, the Eight-Tails, roared and swept out with his arm!
The sweep shook the earth! The cliff face shattered outright, and rocks rained down into the water below.
Orochimaru and Xuanhui stood on a distant hilltop, watching Gyuki unleash his fury.
Orochimaru still held a small bag of flesh and tissue he had taken from Gyuki amid the chaos.
Xuanhui stared blankly at the rampaging Gyuki.
One glance was all Orochimaru needed to know what he was thinking.
"Don't burden yourself with guilt. What's done is done.
Every extra day he lived was another day of torment. Death was what he wanted."
Xuanhui nodded gently.
They had just undone the seal on the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki. They hadn't even used the Sharingan to control the Eight-Tails; he had gone berserk all on his own.
Truthfully, convincing yourself that you weren't a good person was no easy thing.
Some things couldn't be achieved without becoming the villain.
"Let's go. Your original body should have infiltrated the village by now. The Hidden Cloud ninja will be here any moment. It's time to retreat."
Xuanhui's left eye slowly changed, revealing the pattern of the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan once more.
He placed his hand on Orochimaru's shoulder and activated Accelerated Dōjutsu.
The two swiftly sped off into the distance.
Several minutes later, the Third Raikage's lightning-wreathed figure appeared through the mist.
"Hell Stab: Four-Finger Nukite!"
The Third Raikage was ferocious. The moment he heard Gyuki's roar, he went straight into full combat mode and slammed into him head-on.
"Bastard!"
The violent impact to Gyuki's stomach sent his temper flaring.
"Human!"
He swung his arm back, and his elbow instantly sent the Raikage flying into a distant cliff face.
Dodai arrived late with reinforcements, only to see the Eight-Tails