"That's right, I blew the One-Tail to death!" Deidara sneered, reveling in himself. "As expected, my art is incomparable. Hmm!"
Sasori stared fixedly at Deidara.
"Gaara, being killed by the world's strongest bomb means you gave your life for art." Maki began to weep bitterly.
Temari and Kankuro sensed that something was wrong. Would Maki really say something like that? It sounded far too awkward.
"That's right, that's right." Deidara spread his hands and shook his head slightly, saying in a bored tone, "The One-Tail jinchuriki died so easily. There was really nothing I could do, hmm."
"Wait a moment, Deidara." Sasori stared at Gaara's corpse and said coldly, "Do you really think the One-Tail is dead?"
"What are you saying? Are you questioning my art, hmm?!"
Sasori suddenly attacked, controlling his long puppet tail as it shot straight toward Maki.
Sasori's attack was incredibly fast, and it truly pierced through Maki. The long puppet tail went straight through Maki's chest.
Suddenly, Gaara's eyes flew open, and he pulled out a kunai and slashed at the long puppet tail.
Maki was a Shadow Clone, and he dissolved into white smoke.
Gaara rose to his feet and walked toward Deidara step by step. "Sasori was right. How could your pathetic bombs possibly kill me?!"
Veins bulged across Deidara's forehead.
"I was just messing with you. With bombs as weak as yours, you actually dare call them art?" Gaara said mercilessly. "Don't make me laugh! The children in my village can mix sand and water to build castles better than your bombs."
"I'll blow you away!" Deidara was consumed by rage.
"Deidara, calm down!" Sasori beside him realized things were going badly.
"Detonate!"
"Detonate!"
"Detonate!"
Deidara repeatedly used Explosive Clay, hurling one lump after another at Gaara. Each time he shouted "Detonate,"