Yongye nodded but gave no immediate response. He headed toward the high-security cells. Zhan Zhao followed, walking faster than he had on the way in, relief written across his face.
Danzo's cell stood at the end of the corridor.
Behind the Iron bars, Danzo lay sprawled on the floor without a shred of dignity.
His one eye was half-open, its pupil unfocused and its gaze empty. A glistening trail of drool ran from the corner of his mouth down his chin and dripped onto his collar. A large patch was soaked through, turning the dark gray fabric nearly black.
Yongye crouched and stared into Danzo's eye. The Mangekyo Sharingan silently awakened in his eyes, its Nine-Tailed Fox pattern slowly turning against a Kurenai backdrop.
The perception granted by Clear Sword Heart spread like a tide, probing deep into Danzo's mind...
Using both methods, he quickly found the cause: Danzo's mind had been severely damaged and had yet to recover!
Clearly, these were the aftereffects of Tsukuyomi.
He would gradually recover in a day or two.
Yongye stood and gave a firm order, every word leaving no room for argument.
"Pass down the order."
"Arrest Uchiha Itachi and bring him in."
"Even if Danzo is a criminal,"
"you can't turn him into a drooling fool for no reason."
"Itachi broke the law!"
Zhan Zhao snapped upright and brought his heels together. The Three-Tomoe in his Sharingan spun faster.
"Yes, sir!"
The answer was crisp, carrying excitement he could barely contain.
As a hardliner, Zhan Zhao would have loved nothing more than to kill Uchiha Fugaku and his son, Uchiha Itachi!
He turned and headed down the corridor. He moved even faster than before, his Geta clacking rapidly against the stone floor, the sound echoing through the hall.
He had only taken