Fugaku's words sent the Fourth Raikage's anger surging, and the lightning around him intensified.
But the Raikage held on to a shred of reason. Fugaku Uchiha's power and uncanny abilities were renowned throughout the Shinobi World. Until he knew what Fugaku could do, he would not charge in recklessly.
"Kill him!"
At the Raikage's command, the shinobi around him roared and rushed forward.
Fugaku felt his blood stir. It had been a long time since he had fought a battle this brutal. His Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly.
He burst from a standstill into a sprint. The force of his presence made the shinobi ahead of him swallow hard.
Right now, he wanted nothing more than a full-on fight where every blow landed.
"Aah!"
The nearest shinobi shouted to bolster his courage. Fugaku's reputation was fearsome, and his presence left the man shaking.
"Don't look into his eyes! His Sharingan's Genjutsu is too powerful!"
Someone shouted the warning.
A faint smile touched Fugaku's face. His feet struck the ground with a rhythmic swish, swish—a pleasant sound, at least to him.
The shinobi at the front gripped a long sword and slashed at Fugaku. The Sharingan showed Fugaku every movement.
Fugaku raised his right hand, seized the man's wrist, and twisted. The sword plunged straight into its wielder's abdomen.
Blood gushed along the blade. Without hesitation, Fugaku pulled it free and kicked the man back into the crowd.
A notice that he had absorbed Pupil Power appeared in his mind.
Fugaku paid it no heed. His blade flashed again and again, leaving afterimages as he cut down several shinobi who charged within reach.
Long swords were not Fugaku's preferred weapon, and he had rarely used one before. But the principles behind weapons were much the same.
With his strength, speed, and the