The sudden pull caught Hanzō off guard, making him panic briefly and stop what he was doing.
Yahiko and Hanzō were dragged toward Nagato by the force, finding themselves directly above the middle of the ravine.
Nagato suddenly lowered his hand. The pull from his direction vanished, and gravity sent both men plummeting.
Yahiko was ready. The moment he began to fall, he produced a kunai attached to a thin wire and hooked it onto a large tree on Nagato's side.
The sudden pull had initially caught Hanzō off guard, but by now he had regained his composure. He flung the chain of his chain-sickle at Yahiko, wrapping it around his waist, and followed him onto the ledge where Nagato and the others stood.
Once they landed on the ledge, before Yahiko could react, Hanzō laid his sickle across his neck.
Nagato's heart sank at the sight. What Lord Ziyan had warned him about had happened after all!
"Not bad, boy! So you're willing to sacrifice your comrades!" Hanzō hid behind Yahiko as he addressed Nagato. "Now that Yahiko is in my hands, can you sacrifice him too?"
As he spoke, Hanzō pressed the sickle against Yahiko's neck, cutting his skin. Blood ran along the tilted blade to its tip and dripped onto the ground.
"No, no, no!" Nagato shouted in a panic.
"Ready to talk now, are you? Then do as I say!" Hanzō eased his grip slightly, lifting the sickle away from Yahiko's neck. "All of you, back off!"
At Hanzō's words, Nagato hurriedly raised his right hand, signaling everyone to retreat.
"Forget about me! Kill him!" Yahiko shouted.
The moment the words left his mouth, Yahiko lunged toward Hanzō's blade!
Hanzō had not expected Yahiko to be so resolute, but he reacted quickly. He whipped the sickle