The next day.
On the battlefield outside Sunagakure...
"Sakumo, Chiyo has taken the field," Kimima said as he entered the tent and looked at Sakumo.
"Leave Chiyo to me. The rest is up to you." Sakumo nodded.
Sakumo headed onto the battlefield and came face-to-face with Chiyo.
"Hatake Sakumo! Today, I will avenge my son!" Chiyo roared furiously.
"Your son? Which one was your son?" Sakumo froze for a moment.
"Ahem, Sakumo. Chiyo's son was the guy whose ** you cut off at the Olympics ten years ago," Kimima reminded him from beside him.
"Huh? Ahem... Now I remember... Well, Chiyo, that was an accident." Sakumo gave an awkward smile and explained himself to Chiyo.
"I don't care whether it was an accident! Today, I will avenge my grandson! Your life is mine, Hatake Sakumo!" Chiyo summoned her puppets and charged straight at Sakumo.
"The others are yours. I'll draw Chiyo off to the side." Sakumo nodded to Kimima and Duy, then led Chiyo away.
"Heh, Duy, want to compete and see who kills more? Ten thousand ryo. How about it?"
"Deal! Eight Gates Formation. Fourth Gate. Gate of Pain, open!" Might Duy didn't bother with anything else. His blood was boiling, and he opened four gates before charging forward...
"Tch, that battle maniac hasn't changed." Watching Might Duy rush headlong into the fight, Kimima shook his head helplessly.
"Early Magpie Dance!"
Elsewhere, where Sakumo and Chiyo were fighting.
Sakumo nodded at the camera overhead.
"Watch closely, Hiruzen. I'm not his teacher for nothing." Dave gave a mysterious smile and spoke calmly.
Sakumo drew his blade and clashed with Chiyo's puppets. Steel flashed as they exchanged blows. Holding his blade in his right hand, Sakumo formed hand seals with two fingers, and searing lightning radiated from the blade.
Chiyo's gaze