The Nine-Tails charged in. He took on three Tailed Beasts alone, sweeping all nine tails behind him and sending the One-Tail, Three-Tails, and Six-Tails flying at once.
"Roar!"
His roar cracked like thunder. He was strong beyond belief: even with only half his Chakra, he could overpower three Tailed Beasts.
"A perfect Nine-Tails Jinchuriki." Jing Uchiha frowned, then quickly relaxed.
He had long known what kind of man Kazan was. Kazan had a natural presence that quietly drew people to him and made them want to follow.
"Stinking fox!" Shukaku refused to back down and rose to fight again.
The Nine-Tails had no intention of going easy on him. He curled a paw into a fist and drove it straight into Shukaku's sandy face.
Boom!
The One-Tail's face caved in, and he reeled backward.
The Three-Tails and Six-Tails moved to help, bringing their nine tails down together. But the Nine-Tails had nine tails of his own and met them head-on.
Rumble!
The four Tailed Beasts fought with savage force, causing damage beyond measure.
But this was no time to worry about the damage.
Flattened houses could be rebuilt, and ruined roads could be repaired. As long as the village and its people survived, none of that was a problem.
Meanwhile, Minato had begun fighting his opponent.
Gold Dust surged like waves. Rasa had not become leader of the Sand Shinobi without exceptional skill; he had suppressed Shukaku's rampages many times.
His puppet prosthetic was gone. A pale arm now moved alongside his other hand.
It was the benefit Jing Uchiha had given him to win him over: a new arm.
But to Minato, both Rasa and his sand moved far too slowly.
He crossed through space and appeared above Rasa, forming a Rasengan in his hand and driving it down.