The Root member was utterly speechless. If the man before him hadn't been their revered Lord Danzo, he would have lost control and hit him.
Old Danzo gave him an irritated look.
Why hadn't I noticed how useless Root was before?
He raised a hand and pointed, then saw through his Byakugan that quite a few people were fighting in that direction. With how unreliable Root was, they probably wouldn't find him.
"Ah... forget it."
"I'll do it myself!"
A strand of pale red killing intent emerged from Old Danzo's body and, like a nimble little hand, yanked the Kubikiribōchō out of the Root member's arms.
Giving the Root member a look of exasperated disappointment, he sent his killing intent plunging into the sea like a long stream, "holding" the Kubikiribōchō.
The Root ninja nearly ground his teeth to pieces.
You used to rely on us for everything, Old Danzo!
Now that you've got some ridiculously flashy, badass ability, you've started looking down on us, huh!
We're the proper ninja here. Look at yourself-do you even look like a ninja anymore?
Zabuza kept slashing with his notched longsword. Early in the battle, he had shattered far too many puppets with this unremarkable standard-issue blade.
Now, it could barely even tear through human flesh. Scalding blood splashed across Zabuza's face, making his naturally browless features even more terrifying!
Clang!
A crisp sound burst above Zabuza's head!
After blocking the puppets' poisoned blades countless times, his longsword finally snapped, its fragments scattering everywhere!
Zabuza flung the sword, now nothing but a hilt, aside and lunged forward, biting through the bandages over his face into the neck of the Puppeteer whose position he had finally managed to find!
Riiip-spurt!
Steaming blood sprayed from the Puppeteer's neck like a fountain!
"I'm the Demon of