"What exactly were those four people, Lord Hokage?"
Obito asked, still shaken.
He had fallen into an illusion. In it, he had been bound to a cross, unable to move a muscle. That was why he had stood motionless throughout the battle.
The only thing worth being thankful for was that he had not suffered any external attacks. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
His question received no answer from Hiruzen Sarutobi.
The head of the Hyuga clan, Hyuga Hiashi, said gravely:
"The one I fought just now was an exceptionally burly warrior. Judging by his swordsmanship, he was absolutely an unparalleled master swordsman in the current Shinobi World. He was likely no weaker than the leader of the Land of Iron, Mifune. My clan's Gentle Fist could not get within striking distance of him at all."
A ninja with blood covering his left arm cut in:
"That puppeteer was the most terrifying. He controlled a hundred puppets by himself—something I've never heard of. Weren't puppeteers supposed to be able to control only ten puppets at most?"
"One thing is certain: one of the four was a woman. She seemed to use a Kekkei Genkai called Scorch Release. Anyone she struck was instantly steamed to death. Fortunately, she didn't seem to have any desire to kill, so the casualties weren't too severe..."
The group discussed three of them. Only one person remained unmentioned.
Everyone understood without saying it. None of them was willing to bring that person up lightly, because even the Hokage had been seriously injured by him. No one dared make a reckless judgment about his strength.
"Lord Hokage..."
An Anbu ninja suddenly came before the Hokage and knelt on one knee.
"How badly was the library damaged?" the Hokage asked solemnly.
"After taking inventory, most of