"Mmph! Mmph!" Tobirama Senju could not get a word out. He lay on the floor, feeling unable to move or make a sound.
No, he could move his head, but that was no use.
"Give up. For your little sister's sake, I won't kill you."
The eyes Madara Uchiha fixed on Tobirama Senju were anything but ordinary. There was no emotion in those blood-red eyes with their black tomoe. "But you've already lost your chance to get out of this unscathed."
"Mmph... mm... mmph..." Tobirama Senju noticed the madness in Madara Uchiha's eyes and understood the unbelievable situation he had found himself in.
His arms and legs drew together against his will, his joints twisting slightly.
A belated cry of anguish caught in Tobirama Senju's throat.
Inside the pitch-black hut, where even moonlight could not reach, something wicked began.
Tobirama Senju could not speak. He could only make sounds like an animal.
Madara Uchiha looked down at Tobirama Senju, savoring his wretched state. Still staring at him with those brilliant eyes, he said coldly, "Oh, right. I have a few more questions about Yanbai. May I?"
Tobirama Senju lay facedown on the floor, with only his neck still able to move. He struggled to turn his head, the only part of him he could control, and nodded vigorously.
The autumn night was cold.
But Tobirama Senju's body was drenched in cold sweat, making the air feel clammy as it wrapped around him.
The smell of blood hung in the air.
Suddenly, Tobirama Senju felt that he could speak again. The first words out of his mouth were, "I apologize for what I did to you today. Yanbai had nothing to do with it."
Madara Uchiha glanced sideways at Tobirama Senju, who lay like a maggot on the floor, and suddenly