He suddenly felt that Shimura Danzō, the so-called "Darkness of the Shinobi," was as green as a raw recruit compared to Minamoto.
"So, aren't we going to catch the rats yet?"
"Look at you, getting impatient again."
Uchiha Minamoto shook his head, the corner of his mouth curving upward.
"Didn't I just say it?
"Let Amaterasu fly a little longer!"
As his words fell.
Uchiha Minamoto gently patted Yatagarasu's back.
"Caw-"
Yatagarasu cried out and gave a powerful beat of its wings. Another hundred-odd pitch-black feathers detached from them and hovered in midair.
This time, they were not attacking, but sealing off the area.
The black Amaterasu feathers descended from the sky like a circular barrier, completely cutting off Shimura Danzō and Orochimaru's escape route.
Ahead were feathers burning with black flames.
Behind were the relentlessly advancing Uchiha.
Caught between them, the panting Shimura Danzō and his companions had no choice but to stop.
Just then.
Yatagarasu slowly descended, finally hovering several meters above the ground.
Uchiha Minamoto stood up, stretched his limbs, and then-
He jumped straight off Yatagarasu's back.
"Huh?"
Shisui Uchiha froze for a moment, then jumped down after him.
Watching this, Shimura Danzō slowly widened his lone eye.
They came down?
They actually came down from the sky of their own accord?
They gave up their aerial advantage and willingly landed on the ground?
The corners of Shimura Danzō's mouth began to rise.
Not in anger.
Not in fear.
But in excitement.
"Oh?"
Shimura Danzō's voice was low and hoarse, yet carried a trace of excitement he could not suppress.
"You're actually flying toward me?"
As he watched Uchiha Minamoto and Shisui Uchiha, his grin grew wider and wider.
"Instead of running away, you're choosing to approach me?"
Uchiha Minamoto stopped.
Looking at the excited expression