Within the desert crater, the dust had yet to fully settle. The fierce battle between the Fourth Kazekage, Rasa, and the Magnet Release puppeteer, Shaye, had gone on for quite some time. They faced each other from afar, their breathing clearly audible in the brief silence.
Rasa hovered in midair, Gold Dust still flowing around him. Yet upon closer inspection, its movement was no longer as smooth and effortless as before. Fine beads of sweat covered his brow, and his breathing had grown somewhat labored. Continuously using large-scale, high-intensity Magnet Release—especially that final cube formed by drawing in Gold Dust from a vast area—had drained an enormous amount of his chakra and focus. Even at the height of his strength, such reckless expenditure had left him exhausted. His eyes remained locked on Shaye, uncertainty churning in his heart. Does this brat have limitless chakra? Why, after fighting for so long, has his momentum not weakened but become even more concentrated?
By contrast, Shaye stood atop the battered Gundam's shoulder. Though his face had paled slightly from the immense mental and chakra output, his eyes shone brighter than ever. His aura was deep and enduring, as though an invisible spring within him was constantly replenishing his losses. This was the terrifying recovery advantage brought by the Pocket Body Refining Furnace continuously converting natural energy to nourish his body!
I can't drag this out any longer! Alarm bells rang in Rasa's mind. A prolonged battle was unfavorable to him. He had to use greater power and end this quickly! He suddenly brought his hands together, prepared to pay any price to gather an even stronger killing move.
Shaye had reached the same decision. He knew that mere deadlock would not change the Kazekage's mind. Only by displaying absolute power and completely crushing