Damn it. Ebizo's expression grew uglier by the moment.
"You're next."
Then Ebizo saw a pair of cold, indifferent eyes fixed on him.
His heart jolted, then clenched.
Ebizo and Rasa were roughly equal in strength.
But age had taken its toll. In a real fight, Ebizo was weaker than Rasa.
And now Rasa had fallen just like that!
Ebizo wanted to roar, Uchiha Yin, don't get cocky! If my sister hadn't let her guard down during the Second Shinobi World War, you'd never have killed her so easily.
Today, I'll avenge her.
But his lips moved twice, and no words came out.
Making a threat now would be downright foolish.
A swarm of puppets surrounded Ebizo, ready for battle.
"How boring." Uchiha Yin looked at the formation, unimpressed.
In a flash, Uchiha Yin appeared beside Ebizo.
He swept an arm out. The immense wind pressure formed a fleeting blade that pierced straight through Ebizo's body.
Ebizo was dead!
The Sand Ninja around him lost their nerve and staggered back in terror.
Amid an army of thousands, Uchiha Yin had effortlessly brought down Sunagakure's two strongest fighters. One lay unconscious; the other was dead.
"Run! Hurry!"
"Run! Uchiha Yin isn't human—he's a demon!"
"Run! We can't all die here, or Sunagakure is finished!"
No one knew who shouted it first, but the Sand Ninja began fleeing one after another.
Run. If we don't, Sunagakure is finished.
Those words gave the Sand Ninja an excuse to flee without a shred of guilt.
Uchiha Yin made no move to stop them.
Step by step, he walked toward the fallen Rasa.
Before long, most of the Sand Ninja had escaped. Only a handful remained, standing guard in front of Rasa.
"Oh? You're not running?" Uchiha Yin raised an eyebrow.
"We're Rasa's trusted men,"