"Itachi! Let me use the Totsuka Blade!"
Genya's voice came from inside the Thunder God, cutting through the thunder and rain to reach Itachi's ears.
Itachi did not hesitate.
His orange Susanoo put away the Yata Mirror and gripped the Totsuka Blade's hilt in its right hand. He took a deep breath, then hurled the orange chakra sword toward Genya.
The Totsuka Blade traced an orange arc through the air like a meteor, passing through rain, lightning, and smoke as it flew toward the purple Thunder God.
Genya's Susanoo reached out and caught the hilt firmly.
The Totsuka Blade shone even brighter in the Thunder God's hand.
Orange and purple intertwined as sealing power fused with lightning, and the runes on the blade glowed as though they were about to burst into flame.
Genya swung the sword at Madara Uchiha.
Where the blade passed, even space tore apart, leaving a black trail.
Madara's body became a streak of blue light, darting wildly across the battlefield.
His speed was astonishing, leaving trails of afterimages in the rain.
But Genya's sword was faster. Every stroke skimmed past Madara's body, missing him by a hair.
The Totsuka Blade's edge touched the hem of Madara's clothes several times, but he evaded it each time at the very instant it was about to seal him.
This was too tricky.
An Impure World Reincarnation body, infinite stamina, infinite chakra-he was even harder to deal with than when he was alive.
When he was alive, he could tire, lose his breath, get injured, and be worn down.
But his reincarnated body did none of that. It was always at its peak, never tired, and worked like a precision killing machine.
Genya's brow furrowed.
*I can't seal him. He dodges every time I'm about to make contact. His