Rasa's all-out defense had saved Sunagakure.
Every ninja in the village was stirred, their fighting spirit beginning to rise as they swore to capture the invader who wanted to blow the village flat.
"All combat forces, split into two teams! One team will deal with that blond brat riding the big bird, and the other will pin down Sasori!"
The ninjas all drew their kunai, ready to fight.
"Captain Yura! Let's attack!"
"Captain Yura? Urgh!"
In an instant, dozens of Sunagakure jonin fell to the ground, blood spurting from their necks.
Before the ninjas beside them could react, a dark shadow flashed past, and another large swath of ninjas collapsed.
Only then did everyone see that the person stabbing them in the back was none other than their beloved Captain Yura!
"Yura! What are you doing!"
Baki was shocked. Yura was his childhood friend, and they shared a deep bond, yet he had never imagined that Yura's true identity was that of a traitor!
Yura turned back with a sinister smile. He could not even be bothered to explain before disappearing into the night again. Countless screams rang out as Sunagakure's ninjas fell one after another.
"Well done, Yura~" Sasori watched his subordinate with satisfaction. This would make things much easier for him.
"My dear grandson, it's been a long time."
An aged voice came from behind Sasori.
Sasori could not have been more familiar with that voice.
It was his grandmother, Chiyo.
He showed no surprise. Instead, his face remained calm, as though he had known he would meet his grandmother today.
"Old woman, I trust you've been well." Sasori turned around and greeted her in a low voice.
"Oh? Great-uncle Ebizo is here too. Heh, you two look like you've aged quite a bit..."
Chiyo stared straight at