This was Killer B's hidden trump card. The opening he had shown earlier had been deliberate, meant to lull his enemy into complacency.
Now, at this critical moment, he finally played that trump card, launching a lethal sneak attack on Naruto Uzumaki.
The short blade thrust from Killer B's concealed right arm broke through Naruto's defenses and plunged viciously beneath his ribs.
Schlick!
To Killer B, the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh was the most beautiful sound in the world.
Sweeter than the rhythm of any rap he had ever performed.
It worked!
Wild joy and the satisfaction of revenge surged through him. He could almost see the pain and shock on Naruto Uzumaki's face, almost see the hope of rescuing his big brother.
"Yo! You fool, you idiot! This is Lord Killer B's counterattack dance! Baka yarō, Kuno Yarō!"
Killer B shouted excitedly in his peculiar rapping cadence, his hands and tentacles never pausing for a moment.
As far as he could sense, he drove all six or seven remaining Ninja Blades, along with the short blade already buried in Naruto, viciously into vital points all over "Naruto's" body in a frenzied, dance-like rhythm.
Schlick! Schlick! Schlick!
A string of sounds set teeth on edge!
It was as though he meant to vent all his anger, worry, and frustration through this frenzy of stabbing.
Meanwhile, Yugito, who stood nearby under Yachihoko's control, watched the frenzied, bizarre scene with an indifferent expression, tinged with a barely perceptible trace of irritation.
She curled her lip and said quietly in a cold, utterly emotionless voice:
"Hurry up and fall already, Kumogakure."
In the distance, the last traces of color drained from the faces of the Kumogakure Ninja who had watched Lord Killer B suddenly appear, lash out wildly at empty