"Our opponent isn't a Konoha Ninja? Well, that's something of a relief."
Hashirama Senju nodded, a hint of comfort in his voice.
"He isn't from our village either." Fourth Kazekage Rasa also sighed in relief, but he soon remembered how Orochimaru had treacherously killed him and joined the Third Kazekage in glaring at Orochimaru.
Unfortunately, glaring was all they could do. The Third Kazekage and Fourth Kazekage could only curse their lack of a dojutsu kekkei genkai!
"Um, Lord First, Lord Second, I am a Konoha Ninja!" Jiraiya pressed his palms together with a wry smile. "The Monkey you mentioned, Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi, is my teacher."
"I see. So that's the connection..." Tobirama Senju frowned.
"What? Konoha's forehead protectors look like that now?" That was what concerned Hashirama Senju.
"Brother, you're focusing on the wrong thing... Anyway, to think our opponent is a Konoha Ninja. How unfortunate. Are you the Fourth Hokage?"
"The Fourth Hokage was my Disciple, but he's already..."
"Heh heh heh. Gentlemen, that's enough idle chatter."
Orochimaru had taken five kunai bearing Command Spells from inside his clothes and walked over, interrupting their conversation with a smile. "It's time to fight to the death."
"!"
Jiraiya's expression sharpened.
"It seems no era is ever free of battle..." Hashirama Senju voiced one last sigh before the first Command Spell was implanted in his body.
"I see. No wonder these bodies summoned through Impure World Reincarnation are so difficult to control. This young man called Orochimaru has modified the technique."
Tobirama Senju watched his brother's body gradually regain its flesh tones, losing its previous resemblance to a cracked, desiccated corpse. Sensing the chakra slowly spreading out, he spoke in understanding. "The Impure World Reincarnation I developed preserved a certain degree of the summoned person's personality and power. But