I slammed my heel down, crushing the stone slab into rubble.
Green light raced through the cracks in the ground like weeds running wild.
With a series of cracks, the earth buckled into great bulges.
Muddy water and broken tiles splashed everywhere, striking my trouser legs.
A few sheets of white paper fluttered out of the muddy pit in a panic.
Soaked by the rain, the limp sheets couldn't fly fast.
"Running? Let's see you fucking run!" I reached out and grabbed.
Vines lashed the paper like whips, shredding it into scraps.
Deva Path Pain's face darkened completely.
He hovered in midair, his wet orange hair plastered to his forehead.
Several of his black metal studs had been knocked crooked, making him look a little ridiculous.
"Sen Senju, your arrogance ends here."
Pain's voice wheezed like a cracked clay pot leaking air.
"Nice. Can't win, so you start making threats. Is everyone in the Akatsuki like this?"
I picked my ear and flicked the mud off my pinky nail.
"Asura Path went off to smash the Hokage Building, and these brothers of yours are all laid out cold."
"You're a commander without an army. What gives you the balls to act tough with me?"
Pain didn't answer. He merely rose slowly through the air.
The wind picked up, whipping the acrid black smoke into swirling coils.
The dead Pains on the ground suddenly went limp, as if their tendons had been pulled out.
Several dull thuds followed.
Naraka Path, whose arm had only halfway regenerated, slumped into the earth and lay motionless.
Even the black rod embedded in his flesh lost its sheen.
It became nothing more than cold, dead iron.
In the distant ruins, Animal Path also toppled stiffly into a puddle.
"Right, so you're pouring the whole mana