At her words, Kusagakure's leader frowned deeply, forcing down his fear as he angrily retorted, "You're lying!"
"That pure red hair of yours is an unmistakable bloodline trait! How could you possibly have nothing to do with the Uzumaki Clan?"
The instant those words left his mouth, overwhelming panic surged through him!
Instincts honed through years of fighting screamed a warning. Before he could even think, before he could make out Kanae's movements, he reflexively ducked!
But it was already too late!
Rip!
A sharp, piercing sound of flesh and bone tearing rang out!
No one even saw how Kanae moved. They only caught a red afterimage flashing past, and a moment later, she had torn Kusagakure's leader's entire right arm off with her bare hands!
Agonizing pain swept through his body. His pupils shrank, and he let out a bloodcurdling scream as blood gushed like a fountain from his severed shoulder!
Kanae held the still-twitching arm in her little hand and curled her lips in disgust, her childish voice tinged with careless indifference.
"The Uzumaki Clan or whatever has nothing to do with me."
"I don't share those insects' bloodline."
"I belong only to Lord God, only to the Veil Organization. I'm just Kanae."
As her words fell, she looked up at Kusagakure's leader, who was drenched in blood and convulsing in pain. The killing intent in her eyes was bone-chilling.
"You've been making noise long enough. Now it's time to kill you."
Kusagakure's leader panicked completely. Terror of death engulfed him, and he mustered his last shred of strength to roar at the villagers and ninja hiding all around them.
"Everyone! Run! Scatter! Don't fight back! Get out of the village as fast as you can!"
That was the last thing he could do.
Resistance meant certain death.