I raised a hand and caught the heavy coat Jiraiya tossed me.
Coarse sand clung to the coat, and it carried a strong smell of medicinal herbs.
"Thanks, old man. When I get back, you'd better treat me to the most expensive booze."
I wrapped it around myself irritably. Windblown sand struck its hem with muffled snaps.
"Sen, that coat's so torn you look like a beggar. In this sandstorm, too. Real smart."
The ANBU girl held the reins and leaned her head inside, her voice urgent beneath her mask.
I tugged at my fire-scorched cuff and spat in disgust.
"What the hell do you know? This is the latest fashion. Old man, quit talking and drive faster."
The Wood Snake Carriage let out a low growl, kicking up a vast cloud of dry dust.
Amid the swirling snowstorm, the carriage became a streak of green light, charging deep into the Land of Lightning.
Meanwhile, in the great rift along the border between the Land of Iron and the Land of Lightning.
The enormous wooden monster that had just emerged from underground, the Ten-Tails, was growling.
Its ten massive tails thrashed wildly behind it, pulverizing the surrounding mountaintops.
"Pain is finished, but Divine Judgment will never stop!"
Wearing an orange mask, Obito stood atop the Ten-Tails' bloodshot single eye.
"Hand over the Eight-Tails and the Nine-Tails, or this village will cease to exist!"
His eyes were so red in the windblown sand that they seemed about to bleed, their gaze fixed on the front line.
"You bastard! Do you think my fists are made of paper?"
Raikage A punched the ground, veins bulging along his powerful arms from the impact.
His Lightning Release Armor had been suppressed until not even a flicker remained, and his lips had turned blue.
"Kakashi,