When Kakashi saw Obito Uchiha dodge to the side just before the spatial distortion was complete, he realized that his enemy had seen through his dōjutsu. Alarmed, he gritted his teeth and forced his Mangekyō Sharingan to track Obito's movement.
As one dodged and the other pursued, Kakashi's Mangekyō Sharingan finished distorting space. The warped space tore off Obito Uchiha's left arm before he could pull clear, dropping it onto the grass nearby.
Obito Uchiha once again tasted the agony of having an arm ripped from his body. This time, however, it was the arm that had originally been intact.
Obito Uchiha let out a howl of pain. The intense agony instantly left his entire body trembling and his breath coming in gasps, as though he had just fought a long, grueling battle.
Obito Uchiha pressed his right hand against the stump of his left arm. In those few moments, his blood had already soaked half his body and was dripping steadily onto the ground.
Meanwhile, Kakashi had dropped to one knee in a wretched state. His left hand covered the Sharingan he had just used as he stared at Obito Uchiha a short distance away, panting. He had forced himself to use his Mangekyō Sharingan's dōjutsu despite already being low on chakra. That desperate use had wrung every last drop of chakra from his body, leaving him on the verge of collapse.
Obito Uchiha clutched his wound and glared viciously at Kakashi, his face slick with cold sweat from the pain. Sweat ran straight from his eyelids into his eyes. Still, seeing Kakashi down on one knee and no longer capable of resisting gave him a flicker of satisfaction. After all, he was about to accomplish his objective.
Obito Uchiha drew a deep breath, held back the pain, and