Blueprints to Settle the Debt

The surviving Snow Ninja and Sōsetsu stared at the scene.

Matsumoto held his breath. He did not even dare let the fat on his face twitch.

There was no dazzling surge of Chakra, no brilliant flash of light.

The Mangekyō Sharingan's Eye Power treated the supposedly invincible technological shell as if it were air, acting directly on the space around Dotō's head.

The world before Dotō's eyes collapsed and twisted in an instant.

A crimson Mangekyō Sharingan vast enough to blot out the sky seized his entire field of vision.

Its eerie black pattern swelled in his eyes, spinning wildly until it became a spatial vortex that devoured everything.

Dotō's crazed grin froze on his face.

To his horror, the Chakra Armor he took such pride in had become useless.

That terrifying Eye Power severed the connection between his nerves and limbs. His body was completely beyond his control.

The light on the central unit in his chest burned from blue to bright red, and the alarm shrieked loudly enough to pierce eardrums.

The Reversal Runes flared desperately but could find no target. They only gave off a series of sharp pops and foul-smelling black smoke.

"What is this thing... Stop!"

Dotō struggled with all his might, but his body would not obey him.

The space around him twisted and contracted, forcibly squeezing him and his armor together.

Everyone stared in disbelief as Kazahana Dōtō, the mighty leader of the Land of Snow's rebels,

was humiliatingly compressed, armor and all, into a ball that struck the floor with a heavy clang.

He then rolled across the hall's smooth tiles and straight out the front doors.

He knocked over two collapsed rebels on the way, rolled down the steps, and plunged headfirst into the snow outside.

Standing above them, Obito watched