I Can't Do It, but You Can!

The Hero of the Sand Shinobi, a Legendary Puppeteer of the Shinobi World, was dead. The way she had died left many speechless.

Kazan did not attack again. He left the "family of three" on the battlefield.

Turning, he joined Jiraiya in attacking Rasa.

The battle, which had been evenly matched while Rasa faced Jiraiya alone, tipped in an instant.

Rasa knew the tide had turned against him.

His wife was right. The Sand Shinobi were clearly losing ground. They could no longer win this war.

Even if they held off Konoha's offensives on both flanks, they would still be powerless to turn things around once the center broke.

Rasa was unwilling to accept it, but what could he do?

He drove his Chakra through the Gold Dust, sending it forward in a crashing wave.

But—

The golden sand could not reach Kazan. Conqueror's Haki held it back.

Less than a month had passed, yet the Ghost of Konoha had grown stronger again. His Haki had become more concentrated. He kept advancing through battle, his strength rising another level.

Rumble!

Dark red Thunderclaps erupted around Kazan and lashed out in every direction.

He was only eleven, but he already carried a hint of the invincible presence Madara Uchiha had possessed.

One day, he was certain to become a grave threat to the Sand Shinobi.

If they did not kill him, how could the Sand Shinobi invade the Land of Fire and leave their endless desert behind?

"Rasa!"

His wife, Karura, cried out anxiously, trying to make him stop.

If they kept fighting, not only would Rasa die, but every Sand Shinobi here would sink beneath the rivers of the Land of Rivers.

"Chiyo is dead!"

Rasa gritted his teeth. He forced Kazan and Jiraiya back with Gold Dust, then retreated