The level was high enough now. It seemed an illustration could be added.
When Yakumo returned to the Forest of Death and saw Kazan unharmed, her heart lurched.
He didn't die!
Even that didn't kill him!
Panic seized her. Striking Kazan with thunderbolts was the strongest, best method Yakumo could think of.
But she had never stopped to wonder why thunderbolts would fall from a clear blue sky.
How many people in Konoha had the power to do that?
It would never withstand an investigation.
Minato had gone to Kazan that very day to ask about what happened, but Kazan had kept it quiet.
Yakumo's anger had swallowed her reason. When she saw Kazan throw Neji before those fierce beasts again, her urge to kill him grew stronger.
A demon took root in her heart.
"So you've appeared." Kazan left without showing any reaction, then secretly began observing Kurama Yakumo and the monster in her heart, Ido.
Yakumo lay low for a while after that. She hadn't given up; she wanted to make certain her next attack would kill Kazan.
Kazan also noticed that as Ido emerged, Yakumo grew steadily weaker. The monster was devouring her mind.
"That's what happens to those who toy with fate. In the end, fate swallows them."
It was true of the Uchiha and the Kurama Clan alike.
Without the conviction and will to match their power, they could not master it. They would only become its slaves.
Kazan decided to push Kurama Yakumo further. No longer content to send Neji before the "Four Emperors," he stepped in himself.
He found an excuse to spar with Neji and sent him flying with one punch.
"Get up!"
Kazan smashed through Neji's Rotation with a punch, sending him hurtling a hundred meters.
The gap in their strength