"Hashirama!" Madara roared, commanding his Susanoo to wrench up the Samurai Sword in its hand.
"Madara, calm down! If you bring that sword down, you'll cut the entire Imperial Capital in half!" Hashirama shouted as he felt the Samurai Sword being pulled out from between his Wooden Human's hands, inch by inch.
"Hmph, Hashirama, that's what you get for meddling. Come dance with me!"
"Madara, don't make me do this!"
With a crack, both of the Wooden Human's hands snapped off. Madara was about to keep swinging without a care for the consequences.
Hashirama couldn't help sighing. "Madara, you asked for this. Holy Light Bracelet, go." He immediately revealed a Golden Bracelet on his wrist. It swiftly slipped free, sprouted two pairs of pure white wings, and flew into the sky.
"Madara, I knew you wouldn't behave."
"What? That little girl Ria's voice?" Madara was startled, and his rage-clouded mind cleared somewhat in an instant.
The Bracelet flew higher and higher, finally transforming into an enormous golden Halo that covered the Imperial Capital's entire Central Square.
"Madara, if you're going to abuse your power, you'd better be prepared to face Restraint."
"Damn you, Ria! Don't get too cocky." Staring at the golden ring above his Susanoo, Madara spun his Mangekyō furiously. His eyes then changed into the concentric rings of the Rinnegan, and white robes draped over his body.
"Come on! I refuse to believe a little Bracelet can do anything to me!" Madara roared defiantly at the ring in the sky.
"If you're still going to be this stubborn, don't blame me for showing no mercy!" The calm, clear voice rang out, and the ring descended around the enormous Susanoo.
"Damn it, what kind of power is this?" Madara gritted his teeth, unable to summon even a trace of