On the Isolated Island, Natsu heard the laughter, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
He turned to Fugaku and Setsuna, who were still stunned. His tone was casual, but every word carried weight.
"The Rinnegan has awakened."
"Madara... succeeded."
Setsuna's pupils shrank to pinpoints, then widened. His crimson Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun wildly beyond his control, and he trembled with excitement.
Kei clenched his fists until his knuckles cracked, his Adam's apple bobbing.
Yashiro and Tekka exchanged a glance. Their eyes reddened, and they smiled without a word.
Yaoyu and Yakumi remained expressionless, but both brothers raised a hand and rubbed hard at the corners of their eyes.
Izuna Uchiha... could be revived.
The Uchiha Clan's second Six Paths Level warrior had been born.
Fugaku let out a long breath. Emotion surged through his chest like a tidal wave. He slowly turned toward Sabaody, where repulsive force had swept the sky clean, and spoke in a hoarse but steady voice.
"Natsu, what do we do next?"
Natsu's smile faded, and his gaze turned cool and sharp once more.
He looked toward the Sabaody battlefield, still being reshaped by the aftershock of Shinra Tensei. His pale-purple robe snapped in the sea breeze, his solitary figure like a peak rising between heaven and earth.
"We wait," he said softly. "We wait for Madara to fully master the Rinnegan's power, and for him to knock Imu out of the sky."
"Then—"
"The Uchiha Clan officially enters the fray."
Setsuna jerked his head up, his voice shaking with excitement. "Natsu, you mean... all-out war?"
"Not all-out war." Natsu shook his head slightly, a crimson glint flashing in his eyes. "A complete takeover."
He slowly raised a hand and pointed toward the sky, swept clear by Shinra Tensei's aftershock.
The traces of blue-green and dark-red