"You haven't seen this in a long time, have you!"
"This was the ninjutsu that put the Third Kazekage at the very top!"
The Iron Sand World Method crashed down from the sky like an all-encompassing net. Their expressions unchanged, Chiyo and Ebizo maneuvered their puppets into a row before them. "Puppet Technique: Machine Light Shield Seal!"
All twelve puppets brought their arms together at once, their chakra forming enormous barrier shields that blocked every last iron sand needle.
"Oh? Great-Uncle's puppets are one thing, but Grandma Chiyo, you've modified the puppets I made, too? You even installed chakra shields. Not bad defensively, managing to block my enhanced iron sand..." Sasori remarked lightly.
"Hmph! Being praised by a youngster leaves a rather inexplicably sour taste..."
Ebizo muttered and swept his arms down. The puppets that had just been defending instantly went on the offensive, sending concealed weapons raining toward Sasori's real body.
That had been his aim from the beginning: ignore Sasori's puppets and focus all attacks on his real body.
As puppet masters, both knew their profession's greatest weakness.
Sasori gave a calm, cold laugh, seemingly having seen through Ebizo's approach. "Are you still treating me like the little kid I used to be? Great-Uncle, I overcame a puppet master's weakness... long ago!"
"Flame Prison Formation!"
Sasori raised both hands. The skin of his palms quickly opened, and two mechanical tubes actually emerged from within.
The next moment, fierce, powerful pillars of fire gushed from the tubes in his palms. Their temperature was extremely high, completely unlike ordinary flames.
The instant Ebizo's concealed weapons touched the pillars of fire, they all rapidly melted and turned to ash, leaving not even a trace.
Ebizo's hollow pupils gradually widened. "Sasori! Don't tell me you've taken your own body and...!"
Chiyo's expression