In Sasori's vision, if he could turn himself into a Human Puppet, he could gain power far beyond human limits!
That would be true perfection!
But those were plans for later. First, he had to deal with the troublesome woman before him.
Sasori of the Red Sands rapidly twitched his fingers, pulling on his Chakra Threads. Two puppets crisscrossed the village road, their blades tracing dense silver arcs through the air.
Konan's figure kept scattering and reforming, like a cloud dispersed by the wind.
Every time she seemed to be hit, her body actually turned into drifting sheets of paper and reassembled somewhere else.
Sasori's brow furrowed.
Her fighting style left him feeling deeply powerless. His puppets specialized in physical attacks and deadly poison, but Paper Release rendered all those attacks useless.
Blades sliced through the paper, leaving only torn edges. Even when poison coated the paper, it merely made those sheets brittle and yellow before they fell away.
It could not penetrate her actual body.
Sasori's Chakra Threads shot out, wrapping around the paper strips floating near Konan as he tried to tighten them.
But the paper tore itself apart the instant the threads wound around it, scattering into smaller scraps before recombining in midair into new shapes.
"If you're made of paper, let's see what you do when I use fire!"
He sneered. The chests of the two puppets before him abruptly opened, and when Konan turned into paper, raging flames poured from their chests, filling the sky with red light.
Boom! The flames burned at the paper floating in the air, but had no effect at all. Sasori's pupils contracted slightly.
"Impossible."
Konan had no intention of letting his momentary distraction pass. He reappeared and raised a hand.
Dozens of sheets spread out above her palm, their