Female hormones flowed swiftly through Ivankov's fingernails into Madara Uchiha's body. The foreign objects piercing his flesh made Madara react instantly, pinning Ivankov in midair with repulsive and attractive forces.
His body trembled slightly as he sensed something strange happening to it. Fighting back a surge of murderous intent and the urge to tear this disgusting cross-dresser to pieces and erase every trace of him, Madara demanded, "What have you done to my body?!"
Powerful repulsive and attractive forces pressed relentlessly against Ivankov, squeezing and deforming his bloated body like filling in a sandwich. His face twisted in agony.
"It's no use. Accept your fate, boy! You'll become one of us new humans!" Ivankov forced a smile and winked at Madara, singing the words in a strange tone.
A shudder of revulsion ran through Madara. Just as he was about to threaten Ivankov into restoring him, something unexpected happened.
"Aaaaaargh-"
Madara crouched down, wrapping his arms around his shoulders as though struck by excruciating pain. His once deep, resonant voice grew shrill and high-pitched.
When the pain ended, the chakra inside him had not diminished. Madara examined the changes in bewilderment. His skin seemed to have grown paler, and his clothes had become loose. Beyond that, he did not feel much different.
He glanced at the people around him, only to find them staring at him in utter disbelief. Their gazes made him deeply uncomfortable, and bone-chilling murderous intent flashed through his mind. Just as he was about to wipe them out, his eyes happened to catch his reflection in the ice beneath his feet. Madara froze.
A slender, graceful figure stood on the ice, peerless and aloof, like a goddess who had strayed into the mortal world, captivating anyone who laid eyes on him.
His once rough, dry skin