"A trap?" Obito snorted coldly. "Before absolute power, any trap is meaningless. Once I recover Shisui's eyes, I can complete the most crucial part of my Eye of the Moon Plan. A trap? Even if I have to brave a mountain of blades and a sea of fire, I'm going in!"
Black Zetsu fell silent. He knew that the temptation of Kotoamatsukami had gone to Obito's head. Yet his thousand-year-old instincts were screaming danger. Everything about this setup felt uncanny, carrying an unfamiliar presence that belonged to none of the Shinobi World's known powers.
Meanwhile, the Raikage and his brother stood back to back, assuming the classic formation of Kumogakure's strongest duo, the AB Combination.
"Yo, yo! Big bro, don't fret, check out the foes we've met! One puppet, one mask, hiding's their only task! Just watch Lord Eight-Tails blast them to dust with a Tailed Beast Bomb! Yeah!" Killer B struck strange poses as he improvised a rap, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.
"Shut up, B!" Raikage A growled, violent Lightning Release chakra leaping across his body like electric arcs. "Now isn't the time to rap!"
His eyes, like those of a beast ready to spit fire, stayed fixed on Obito and Danzo, but the unease in his heart only grew stronger. That puppet and that Masked Man both belonged to Akatsuki; of that, he was certain. But why... why did he feel there was more to this?
Just then, Shimura Danzō made another move at the center of the battlefield. The arm holding the Trident Kunai slowly lowered, and the kunai vanished in a flash of golden light, clearly transported away by the Flying Thunder God Technique.
Then the eerie Mangekyō pattern in his left eye began spinning in reverse, eventually reverting to an ordinary Three-Tomoe Sharingan.