"Hmph. I gave you a way out, and you didn't even appreciate it."
Sasori hesitated no longer. He looked up at Deidara, who was struggling in the sky, and murmured:
"I hate waiting for people, and I don't like keeping people waiting either. If you keep pestering me, I'll just kill you while I'm at it..."
"My partner can barely hold on. I can't be bothered with him, but considering he finally looks a little like an artist, it would be a shame if he died."
"Without me, he probably won't survive..."
Just then, Deidara's voice suddenly came from behind Sasori:
"What nonsense are you spouting, Big Brother Sasori?!"
"You're the one people should be worried about! I thought those two old geezers had beaten you senseless! I came over just to check on you, hmm!"
"Why did you come down here?" Sasori was a little surprised.
"That one up there is my clay clone. He really lives up to the title of Kazekage. He's tough to deal with! Big Brother Sasori, I can't take it anymore. Get back. I'm going big! Leave these two old geezers to me too, hmm!"
Without waiting for Sasori to speak, Deidara plunged both hands into his pockets and pulled out all the clay he had left.
"Deidara! Stay out of my fight! I'm almost done here, and I can take care of yours while I'm at it. Just stand to the side and watch! You're the one who should get back!"
Sasori raised both hands again, and large quantities of black poison gas sprayed from the sides of his arms.
Deidara was ready too. He tossed a large clay doll into the air.
"Deidara, put that ugly thing down and let me do it!"
"There's no turning back now, Big Brother Sasori! Get