"Rest assured, Lord Kazekage. I've already sealed the One-Tail Jinchuriki. His life isn't in danger."
At those words, Rasa whipped his head around, his gaze locking onto Gekkō Raito.
Sealed?
By this brat who looked barely old enough to be out of diapers?
No one knew better than him how terrifying Sunagakure's One-Tail was when it went berserk. Yet this boy, barely older than Gaara, claimed to have dealt with it?
Was he serious?
But Rasa keenly noticed the strange ribbons of steam swirling around Raito, along with the astonishing chakra fluctuations lingering in the residual mist behind him.
It felt like some kind of kekkei genkai he had never encountered before.
If this was an extraordinary new prodigy from Konoha, perhaps it wasn't entirely impossible.
That thought only deepened the bitterness in Rasa's heart.
With its Kazekage dead, his village had suffered a devastating gap in its fighting strength.
Konoha, meanwhile, kept producing fresh crops of prodigies. It seemed the shinobi world would remain under Konoha's sole dominance for years to come.
Rasa frowned at Raito, but his body defied his will and began frantically drawing out chakra.
The ground began to tremble, and fine grains of gold dust gathered beneath his feet.
The command Orochimaru had left roared through his mind: kill everything in sight!
Since I'm already dead, I might as well take this chance... to eliminate this little monster before he becomes a threat to Sunagakure!
In that instant, Rasa's gaze changed, and killing intent surged out of him like a tangible force.
Raito instantly sensed the fierce killing intent directed at him.
He had no idea what the late Kazekage was thinking, but if he wanted a fight, then a fight he would get!
"Guy-sensei! Leave the guy playing with gold to me!"
Might