"All right, you two sages, it's our turn!" Jiraiya rubbed his hands together, chuckling.
"Let's finish this quickly, Little Jiraiya. Ma, let's go straight to that move!" Fukasaku nodded and looked at Shima.
"All right!"
"Sage Art: Toad Confrontation Chant!"
Standing on either side of Jiraiya's shoulders, Fukasaku and Shima instantly let loose a chorus of piercing croaks...
The croaking stabbed into Hanzō's ears like needles. His head felt ready to split, and he hurriedly shot backward...
Jiraiya was just about to follow and trade blows with Hanzō...
Orochimaru stopped Jiraiya, then brought out yet another two scrolls. One contained earplugs, and he gave Tsunade a pair.
Once the smoke cleared from the other scroll...
There were two loudspeakers, each the size of a person... Jiraiya excitedly took them, holding one in each hand, while the two old toad sages croaked even harder...
As Hanzō rapidly retreated, he suddenly realized that the croaking, which had been growing fainter, had become louder again... And no matter how far he ran, it stayed just as loud...
Finally, blood slowly seeped from Hanzō's eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He fell face-first to the ground, trapped in a genjutsu and unable to move...
"Phew, that settles it. Little Jiraiya, we'll head back now!" Fukasaku and Shima breathed sighs of relief, said goodbye to Jiraiya, and left.
"Okay! Thank you both!" Jiraiya nodded happily. He had finally gotten his moment in the spotlight.
The three waited a while, but Hanzō still lay motionless on the ground...
"Jiraiya, go check. Is he dead?" Tsunade said, looking at Jiraiya beside her.
"All right." Jiraiya nodded and walked over to Hanzō.
"Hanzō! Hanzō! Your mom's calling you home for dinner! Wake up!" Jiraiya shook him and shouted.
"...This idiot. Orochimaru, you go!" Tsunade said speechlessly, looking at Orochimaru.