With a beat of its wings, the Perfect Susanoo broke through the clouds and hurtled northwest.
Madara stood inside the crystal on its forehead, his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan fixed on the distance.
His ocular power surged, sharpening his vision to a terrifying degree.
Dozens of miles away, he could see an immense, chaotic chakra fluctuation on the wasteland, fleeing wildly like a mass of burning blue flame.
Five-Tails Kokuō.
"You're fast at running, I'll give you that." Madara snorted.
The Susanoo accelerated again, trailing a streak of deep purple light through the sky.
Izuna followed close behind, the wings on the back of his Chakra Armor vibrating rapidly as he barely kept pace.
Less than a quarter of an hour later.
The wasteland lay beneath their feet.
Five-Tails Kokuō, the enormous beast with a dolphin's head, a horse's body, and five white tails, galloped across the wasteland. Every step shook the earth and sent dust flying.
It seemed terrified, its spilling chakra whipping up gust after gust of wind.
Madara sent the Susanoo plunging straight down from the sky.
Boom!
The enormous Susanoo landed heavily in front of the Five-Tails, blocking its path.
The Five-Tails screeched to a halt, its five tails lashing uneasily as it growled, its scarlet eyes fixed on the purple chakra giant that towered even over it.
"Beast." Madara's voice boomed through the Susanoo. "Who gave you permission to run?"
Of course, the Five-Tails could not understand him. All it felt was the oppressive presence radiating from the giant before it, inspiring instinctive fear.
It hesitated for a moment. Then chakra gathered in its mouth.
Tailed Beast Bomb!
A black-and-red sphere of energy rapidly took shape.
Madara looked at it, the corner of his mouth twitching.
"A petty trick."
The Perfect Susanoo moved.
It did not