As his words fell, a vast mass of golden sand surged toward Deidara.
The sand could take countless shapes. In an instant, it became a pair of enormous hands that firmly restrained Deidara's bird.
"Got you, brat!"
"Hehe, old man~ don't underestimate me! Hmm!"
Deidara quickly jumped off the bird. As his body plummeted, he seized the moment to shout, "Hah!"
Boom!
A thunderous explosion immediately rang through the quiet sky.
Deidara's bird had exploded!
The enormous golden hands were blasted back into loose sand.
"Oh?"
Rasa was slightly startled. "So you're that brat from Iwagakure who uses clay bombs..."
Deidara said, "Well, well, am I that famous? To think even Lord Kazekage has heard of me."
Rasa sneered. "Hmph, don't underestimate my intelligence network. And I wouldn't call it fame. I just happened to hear about your mischief."
When they first met, Rasa had noticed the forehead protector on Deidara's forehead, with a slash through Iwagakure's symbol. Now, seeing that suspicious white bird self-destruct instantly reminded him of Iwagakure's one-of-a-kind explosive clay brat.
"Did that old fossil, Two Scales, send you to steal our Sunagakure's tailed beast? That old bastard only knows how to play dirty!"
By now, Deidara had molded an even larger white dragon and taken to the air again.
"Old man! Your intelligence network needs updating. I'm a rogue ninja now. I've got nothing to do with that old man Ōnoki, but if you insist on thinking that, I don't care! Hmm!"
"That's not something I need to consider right now. All I know is that capturing you alive and interrogating you will be enough."
Rasa spoke coldly, his eyes fixed on the white dragon beneath Deidara. A trace of wariness involuntarily flashed through his mind.
It wasn't that he feared bombs, but the battlefield was