"But your wish won't come true. It's already finished. I finally saw the drawing I'd been waiting so long to see. It seems your drawing broke the shackles binding my soul. Sai, treasure those comrades who call you that. Thank you."
As Shin spoke to Sai, his body gradually turned gray, and scraps of paper kept falling from it.
At the same time, more and more cracks appeared across Shin's body. As his final words of thanks faded, he turned completely into a pile of white paper.
Elsewhere, Kankuro controlled two puppets, leaving Deidara and Sasori no way to escape.
Looking at the puppet holding Sasori captive, Kankuro said, "Sasori, Sakura told me everything about your battle."
Hearing Kankuro's words, Sasori remembered the pink-haired woman who had been with Granny Chiyo.
"The woman who was with Granny Chiyo back then?"
Kankuro said, "You were strong because of the soul inside you. You once turned yourself into a puppet and tried to erase your soul, but you failed. Yet the puppets you made hold truly everlasting souls. I can feel that."
"And now, even though you have a real body, you've fallen so far as to become a true puppet. You were a first-rate ninja who controlled puppets. You shouldn't have become trash controlled by someone else."
The once-genius Puppet Master had now become someone else's puppet. For any Puppet Master, this was an utterly ironic fate.
Listening to what Kankuro said to Sasori, Rose also recalled scenes she had once loathed.
Rose had once had no name, only an identity. Back then, she too had been a powerful manipulator, but all of that had come from the power Lower Rank Four had given her.
The game of family bound together by fear was something Rose never wanted to remember again.