"Shut up!"
The chaotic scene left Takahashi Yū so troubled that his head felt ready to explode.
Killing intent surged toward the dense woods around them. Kakashi fared relatively well; his years of mission experience allowed him to barely remain standing before Takahashi Yū's killing intent.
Rin Nohara behind him was another matter. She had never felt such pressure. Her legs went weak, and she fell onto her backside on the mound of earth that had buried Obito Uchiha alive.
The surrounding Iwa Shinobi completely ignored the dark red killing intent, as though they were machines without feelings.
"Old man! Deal with these Iwa Shinobi. If your words don't work, let my brothers do the talking!"
Takahashi Yū looked at Ōnoki and pointed at the "unfeeling" Iwa Shinobi around them. He also shot Wuren a look, and Wuren slapped his own chest with loud smacks.
With his huge palm, Takahashi Yū pushed aside Minato, who stood in his way, and slowly approached Kakashi, who held a kunai.
Now Kakashi could barely withstand it. Takahashi Yū's towering body came to a halt before him like a mountain, carrying an imposing, terrifying presence.
The immense pressure left Kakashi's body rigid, unable to move in the slightest. The Trident Kunai trembled faintly as well.
Takahashi Yū looked at the "little runt" before him. Only the scabbard of White Fang's short sword remained, strapped all alone to Kakashi's back.
The tomoe of the Sharingan spun in Kakashi's eye socket, but disbelief and panic showed in his other, ordinary black eye.
Smack!
Takahashi Yū abruptly slapped Kakashi down onto the grass, sending the torn black mask fluttering in the wind.
Clutching his cheek, Kakashi looked at Takahashi Yū, who had slapped him, with some shame and indignation.
"Sakumo's short sword killed more people than you've