The Kazekage Human Puppet floated in the sky like a black kite. It shed the upper half of its robes, and its chest opened to reveal a complex, precise mechanism resembling the opening of a mechanical engine. Blue light, almost solid, burst out from within.
Countless branching cones of iron sand spread in every direction from the Human Puppet. From a distance, they resembled a network of capillaries extending from the heart throughout the body.
Master Chiriku glanced behind him and found that everyone from the Metropolitan Police Department had fled, but Yuuji Kanbara was still standing where he had been.
"Why haven't you left yet, benefactor? It's far too dangerous to stay here."
Yuuji Kanbara managed a smile and said:
"Holy monk, you were wounded so badly protecting us. How could I abandon you and run at a critical moment like this, Master Chiriku? Counting this time, you've saved me twice. That means I've still come out ahead."
With that, Yuuji Kanbara drew his pistol and fired repeatedly at the Human Puppet in the sky.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
But as the bullets flew from the muzzle, some shot straight upward, while others veered ninety degrees to the right. Their trajectories were utterly unpredictable, and two bullets even collided in midair.
"This is so strange! Why are the bullets veering off like this?"
Yuuji Kanbara had no idea when he had taught himself the miraculous skill of curving bullets. He emptied the magazine in one go, only to see a dozen or so bullets suspended in midair, moving in randomly shifting Brownian motion.
While he was still bewildered and uncertain, he heard Master Chiriku say calmly:
"It's no use. Your firearms are made of metal too. No metal weapon will work against it."
"Exactly. With the two of you going