The little sun floated high in the sky, radiating intense heat.
Everyone caught within its range was desperately trying to escape.
Except for Obito.
He didn't want to run.
He wanted to destroy the sun.
---
From the shadows, where he had been observing, the Second Tsuchikage, Mu, pressed his hands together.
A crystal-clear, diamond-shaped construct formed between them—
"Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique!"
In an instant, the transparent box shot upward, aimed directly at the burning sphere.
---
Sakiya didn't react.
Instead, she watched with curiosity.
"If it explodes…" she murmured.
"That should be… beautiful."
---
The Dust Release struck the little sun.
And then—
The air trembled.
A sharp, piercing sound rang out.
Then—
Boom.
---
The little sun erupted.
---
The energy within instantly overwhelmed the Dust Release—
The detachment cube shattered on impact.
A blinding golden-white flash flooded the battlefield, swallowing everything in light.
---
For a moment—
Obito couldn't see anything.
His vision was completely white.
But he wasn't worried.
He activated intangibility, ensuring that the explosion couldn't touch him.
---
After what felt like an eternity, the brightness faded—
Replaced by thick, rolling smoke.
Gray clouds of ash and dust spread across the battlefield.
---
Obito felt a sense of unease.
He carefully moved toward the edge of the blast zone—
He had to escape before lowering his defenses.
---
Step by step, he crept out.
Once he was far enough, he deactivated his intangibility—
And pain instantly seared his skin.
---
His exposed flesh began smoking.
A violent burning sensation tore through him.
With a grunt, he phased out again—
Then teleported even farther back.
---
When he finally stopped—
He turned around.
And froze.
---
A massive mushroom cloud rose into the sky—
Not inferior to the most powerful explosions he had ever seen.
This wasn't just an ordinary blast.
This was pure, concentrated heat.
It didn't just destroy—
It burned everything into nothingness.
---
Something caught his eye.
A small, black dot on the horizon—
Moving toward him.
At blinding speed.
---
Obito's eyes widened.
"That girl… she's coming again!"
---
Above—
Sakiya's figure rapidly grew larger in his vision.
She was closing the distance.
And Obito—
Had seconds to react.
At this distance, there was no way to escape.
That girl's bizarre technique could kill him in an instant.
So—
There was only one choice.
---
Obito didn't hesitate.
He crouched down, slamming his hand onto the ground.
"Summoning Jutsu!"
---
Boom!
A wooden coffin erupted from the earth, standing tall before him.
Without wasting a second, Obito formed another hand seal—
The final piece to complete the resurrection.
---
Within the darkness of the afterlife—
A legend stirred.
His eyes flickered open, his mind snapping back to reality.
---
The coffin creaked under his weight as he shifted.
With a frown, he raised his foot.
Boom!
The coffin shook as he kicked at the door.
---
Just as he was about to kick it again—
Sakiya arrived.
With a single, brutal kick—
She sent the entire coffin flying.
---
Wham!
The wooden casket spun through the air, flipping wildly.
Inside, Madara's world turned upside down.
---
For a moment, he was disoriented.
The sheer centrifugal force slammed him against the coffin's interior—
His head smacked directly against the wooden lid.
---
Crack!
The force splintered the coffin board—
Leaving Madara's face sticking out comically from the top.
And yet—
The coffin was still spinning.
---
Obito froze.
Sakiya grinned.
And Madara—
Felt his anger explode.
---
"Unacceptable."
The moment his chakra flared, the air cracked with sheer pressure.
---
Boom!
The entire coffin shattered midair, reduced to splinters.
A figure floated in the debris—
Eyes burning with pure rage.
---
Madara Uchiha had returned.
---
The chaotic scene from before had been embarrassing—
But neither Sakiya nor Obito seemed to care.
Of course, Madara would say otherwise.
Did they see it?
Unless they were dead, of course they did.
No, wait—
Even the dead might've seen it.
---
Obito was desperately dodging Sakiya's relentless attacks.
She was still bathed in golden-red energy, her body glowing like a miniature sun.
Her heterochromatic eyes shone—
One, as scorching as the sun itself—
The other, as mesmerizing as a galaxy.
---
Obito didn't dare look at her directly.
More importantly—
He couldn't afford to be touched.
---
Even with his intangible defense,
Every punch, kick, and energy blast from Sakiya passed through him,
Forcing him to constantly maneuver, avoiding the full brunt of her assault.
---
Their movements were lightning-fast, a blur to any ordinary eye.
But in truth—
Obito wasn't really dodging.
He was simply relying on his invulnerability to let her attacks phase through his body.
---
Sakiya, however, had a plan.
A theory from a previous lifetime—
That Obito could only maintain intangibility for five minutes at most.
It was a ridiculous thought—
But Sakiya loved testing things out.
---
Just as they were locked in this battle of speed and skill—
A third force entered the fray.
---
Madara.
Still fuming from his earlier humiliation,
The legendary Uchiha had no intention of standing by.
If they wouldn't stop fighting—
He would end it himself.
---
His crimson gaze locked onto both warriors.
With a powerful leap,
He landed directly between them,
His signature smirk forming.
---
"Hmph. Let me have a turn…"
---
Before he could finish—
Sakiya's small fist shot forward.
Fast.
Precise.
---
Madara, with supreme confidence,
Raised his hand, fingers spread wide.
A clear intent—
To catch the punch.
---
Big mistake.
---
The moment Sakiya's golden-red fist met his palm—
Boom!
A violent explosion of energy erupted.
Like a laser cannon firing point-blank.
The sheer force and heat surged forward,
Blasting past Madara's head.
---
His long hair whipped wildly in the shockwave,
But that wasn't the real problem.
---
As the light dimmed,
Madara's expression shifted.
From confidence—
To shock.
---
Because after the dust settled—
His hand was gone.
Sakiya didn't fight turn by turn—her attacks came in a relentless barrage.
The moment her first strike landed, she whipped her leg around for a follow-up kick.
But this time, Madara didn't just take the hit.
He dodged, tilting his head at the last moment, the air whistling as her kick barely missed.
Without hesitation, he flipped backward multiple times, creating distance between them.
---
Obito seized the moment.
With Madara buying time, he used the brief lull to let his intangibility reset, retreating to Madara's side.
For a brief moment, Sakiya stood still, her glowing form radiating heatwaves into the air.
She wasn't attacking.
She was watching.
---
Her heterochromatic eyes locked onto Madara, curiosity flashing in them.
"Your aura's not bad," she mused, tilting her head slightly.
"You might actually be strong. I hope you can entertain me for a bit."
---
Madara froze.
That phrase—
It was so familiar.
Wait— isn't that MY line?
---
Meanwhile, his severed arm had already begun regenerating thanks to Edo Tensei.
He flexed his slowly reforming fingers, then turned his gaze toward Obito.
His voice was cold.
"What happened? Why am I back? Did the plan fail?"
---
Without looking at him, Obito responded, eyes still fixed on Sakiya.
"The plan is still in motion—about halfway through."
He exhaled, adjusting his stance.
"If we eliminate her, nothing else will stand in the way."
---
Madara turned back to the girl in front of him.
Her chakra was monstrous, her presence overwhelming.
He flexed his newly restored arm—
Recalling how she had obliterated it with a single punch.
A smirk tugged at his lips.
"A worthy opponent."
His fingers twitched in anticipation.
"This should make for a good warm-up."
---
Obito gave him a side glance—
A look that almost seemed like pity.
Madara ignored it.
Instead, he faced Sakiya fully, his expression shifting to pure arrogance.
---
"For someone so young, you've managed to gain some real power," he said, voice dripping with condescension.
"But just now—"
He raised his newly regenerated arm.
"I was careless.
That won't happen again."
---
Sakiya simply smiled.
She lifted her little finger, casually drawing a circle in the air.
"My eyes," she murmured, her tone almost teasing.
"They love arrogant people like you."
---
Madara chuckled.
"Arrogant, am I?"
His smirk widened.
"Then let's see which of us deserves that title."
---
His crimson gaze sharpened.
His stance shifted.
Power surged.
"Now then…"
He extended a hand, gesturing for her to attack.
"Shall we dance?"
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