Sen slapped his thigh and roared with laughter, grinding his soles with a squeak. He spat loudly into the mud and laughed. "Old Madara, what the hell do I care whether you've got a temper? You grew two freakish horns and think that makes you a big guard dog? Dancing in a mud pit in the middle of the night, clothes shredded, that old face swollen-you look like a clown with his makeup wiped off. If you're so angry, come bite me! I'll snap every last one of those old bones and use them for matches. Aren't you ashamed of yourself?"
Madara's eyes practically spat sparks, his aged face turning blue with rage. His Susanoo's great sword shook violently as he bellowed at Sen. "Insolent brat! How dare a junior of the Senju Clan repeatedly humiliate me! When I was slaughtering armies on the battlefield, who knows where your grandfather was! Even if this great lump of flesh inside me turns against me, I'll grind you and your rotten wood to dust, you sharp-tongued pest! Die! Susanoo: Ninety-Nine! Burn to ashes!"
The blue giant rose from the earth, its blade's radiance splitting the sky. Far away on high ground, Kakashi cried out in horror, "Sen! Watch out for that blue sword! It's coated in those black balls' corrosive power. Don't try to take it with your body! That strange black light will erase every defense the moment it touches it. We can't block it!" Naruto shouted anxiously beside him, "Big bro, watch that sword! That energy's too weird-get out of the way!"
"What are you panicking for? Look at you two, shouting your heads off. Even old Kakashi's hair is getting messier." Sen clapped his hands and laughed. "Old Madara, you think wearing a busted blue shell makes you a