The hall fell silent in an instant.
So silent no one could hear a breath. So silent every heartbeat rang clear.
Every gaze fixed on Danzo's exposed arm, on the three scarlet Sharingan slowly turning there.
Hiruzen Sarutobi's pupils contracted sharply. His fingers clenched at his side, his knuckles creaking.
The shadow beneath his hat brim hid most of his face, making his expression impossible to read. But the hand hanging at his side trembled faintly.
Uchiha Fugaku's eyes widened. The Three-Tomoe Sharingan spun wildly in his pupils. His lips quivered twice, and a muffled sound escaped his throat before he shut his mouth.
Tsunade stared at the three Sharingan on Danzo's arm, disgust written across her face.
Jiraiya's mouth hung open, his eyes wide beneath his thick brows. He lowered his hands from his chest and let them fall to his sides, fingers slightly spread and trembling.
The powerful Chakra he had gathered scattered instantly!
Among the crowd at the entrance, some covered their mouths, some turned away, and others stumbled back into the people behind them.
At the sight, the members of the Konoha Military Police Force activated their Sharingan as one!
Rage surged. Killing intent boiled over!
They thought of their clansmen whose eyes had been stolen, of the Uchiha Danzo had killed...
Years of oppression, suspicion, and exclusion—all that humiliation came flooding back at once!
Danzo lay on the floor, his one eye fixed on his exposed arm and the three Sharingan slowly turning in the sunlight.
His lips shook violently. A low snarl rose from his throat, like a cornered beast making one last struggle.
Once again, his fear of death overwhelmed all reason!
"Hiruzen!"
"Save me!"
Hiruzen Sarutobi's face turned ashen in an instant.
The shadow beneath his hat brim hid most of his