The Lightning Oppression Horizontal Chop struck the Four Red Yang Formation, but the barrier did not budge!!
Yet the Raikage's momentum never waned. His knife-hand strikes flashed like afterimages, each accompanied by a ringing shout!!
"Lightning Oppression Horizontal Chop!"
"Lightning Oppression Horizontal Chop!!"
"Lightning Oppression Horizontal Chop!!!"
But gradually, he grew tired of shouting and started going with whatever came naturally.
"Hah!!"
"Hah!!!"
"Hah!!!!"
"Hah...!!!"
In the distance, the Kumogakure shinobi were at a loss. "Lord Dodai... aren't you going to stop the boss?"
Dodai watched the Raikage's sweat-drenched back, his gaze helpless yet farsighted. "Go to the markets in the Land of Rain and buy ingredients."
"Ingredients? Why not buy ready-made food?"
"That would cost too much," Dodai said. "We'll light a fire and cook right here."
"Wouldn't that... draw too much attention?"
"Hah!!"
"Hah!!"
"Hah!!!!!"
"Hah!!!!!!"
In the distance, the Raikage was still swinging away with gusto.
"Could anything draw more attention than this?" Dodai sat on the ground and said in a low voice, "Besides, in the Shinobi World today, nowhere is safer-or more dangerous-than this place..."
"Understood, Lord Dodai!" Some of the Kumogakure shinobi headed to the markets in the Land of Rain to buy ingredients.
Dodai turned to those who remained. "Everyone else, pitch the tents. Get ready to camp here!"
"Yes, Lord Dodai!"
Ever thorough, Dodai added, "Oh, and... bring out Lord Raikage's portable toilet. Remember to put a curtain around it. He is our Raikage, after all. We must preserve his dignity."
Everyone hurried to unload the steel-reinforced portable toilet from the Raikage's carriage, setting it on the open ground behind him so he could use it once he grew tired of attacking.
With everything arranged, Dodai lay down. Days of hard work and little sleep had left him with heavy dark circles