Karura's golden sand had completely engulfed the right arm of the Fourth Kazekage, Rasa.
She wouldn't let this opportunity slip. Moments like this never came twice.
Without hesitation, she executed her jutsu.
"Sand Binding Coffin… Sand Burial!"
A horrifying scream tore through the battlefield.
Rasa, a man who had always prided himself on his resilience, had never experienced pain like this before. His right arm was ripped away from his body, the force of Karura's crushing technique reducing it to nothing but a mangled mess of flesh and blood.
Blood splattered onto the sand, painting it crimson.
The once-mighty Kazekage looked nothing short of devastated.
A deathly silence swept across the battlefield.
The shinobi of Sunagakure stood frozen in shock.
"Impossible..."
"Lord Kazekage… lost?"
"That's our Kazekage-sama!"
Panic gripped them. Rasa had always been their pillar, their unshakable leader. If even he was defeated, what would become of them?
A realization set in—Karura was no longer their ally. She had abandoned her ties to Sunagakure, and her attack had already annihilated a third of the village. Had Rasa not intervened, she might have wiped out the entire village by now.
"Get Elder Chiyo and Lord Ebizō immediately!" Baki barked.
"But, Master Baki, they no longer interfere in village affairs unless it concerns their—"
"This isn't the time for debate! Execute the order now!"
"Y-Yes, sir!"
The messenger bolted away, running as if his life depended on it.
Baki clenched his fists. If Sunagakure fell, Chiyo wouldn't have any village left to search for her grandson. She would come. She had to.
For now, all they could do was pray that Rasa could turn the tide.
Hovering high above, Karura sneered. "Is this the best the great Fourth Kazekage can do? You're pathetic compared to the past generations."
Rasa ground his teeth, rage boiling inside him. A woman—this woman—dared to look down on him?
Humiliation.
His pupils burned with bloodshot intensity.
This was the worst disgrace of his life.
"Karura!" he roared in fury, his expression twisted with madness.
With a desperate surge of chakra, he commanded a massive wave of gold dust to rise and rush toward her.
"Lord Kazekage! The village is right below!" one of the Sunagakure shinobi shouted in alarm.
Rasa wasn't listening anymore. He had lost himself to his emotions.
His wave of gold dust surged through the village, crushing another section of Sunagakure's buildings in its path.
Tsk, tsk—
When titans clashed, it was always the people who suffered.
A second later, Rasa's gold dust detonated violently.
Explosions rocked the battlefield.
Dozens of explosive tags hidden within the gold erupted in a chain reaction. No matter how formidable Karura's sand defenses were, she was forced to retreat.
"Damn it!" Baki gritted his teeth. "He's lost his mind! We have to stop this before he destroys the village himself!"
Baki knew the truth—if this continued, Rasa would be the one to fall.
But as he prepared to step in, he noticed a figure observing the battlefield with cold amusement.
Uchiha Mikoto.
A shiver ran down his spine.
What should he do? What could he do?
A perfect solution wasn't coming to him, and time was running out.
He clenched his fists.
"We have no choice! Everyone, attack!"
"But, Master Baki, Lord Kazekage forbade us from interfering—"
"That was when he was still in control! Look at him now! Does he seem in control to you?!"
The shinobi exchanged uncertain glances, but Baki was right. Rasa no longer cared about collateral damage.
His attacks were leveling Sunagakure itself.
With no other options, the shinobi unleashed everything they had. Arrows, kunai, shuriken, explosive tags, fire jutsu, wind jutsu—it was an all-out assault.
Rasa smirked. Finally, his men were supporting him.
"Tch—again?" Karura sighed.
Why did they force her to take things this far?
"Kurama-sama, allow me to handle this," Mikoto said with a soft smile.
Kurama raised an eyebrow. "All yours."
Mikoto's black eyes sharpened.
In an instant, her Mangekyō Sharingan spun to life.
A golden chakra erupted around her, taking the form of a massive, armored warrior.
Susanoo.
The golden giant formed completely, armor covering its skeletal frame, and in its hand materialized an enormous blade of chakra.
The attacks came crashing toward her.
Mikoto swung her sword once.
A blinding arc of chakra ripped through the air, obliterating every projectile and jutsu aimed at them.
Absolute defense.
"Impossible! Our combined attack..."
The Sunagakure shinobi stared in disbelief.
Hundreds of them had attacked together, yet it hadn't even scratched her.
Were all of Karura's allies monsters?
The golden warrior loomed over them, gazing down with glowing eyes that regarded them as mere insects.
Mikoto's expression remained unreadable, her gaze indifferent.
As long as she was here, no one would interfere with Karura's battle against Rasa.
Karura smirked.
"So this is the power of the Uchiha? Impressive."
Then, she turned back to Rasa.
"Let's end this."
Her chakra surged, sending her long gray hair whipping in the wind.
Hundreds of golden sand tendrils burst forth, striking toward Rasa like a storm of spears.
"Damn it! How does she still have this much chakra?!"
A cold sense of dread gripped him.
He had thought she was reaching her limit.
He was wrong.
He tried to dodge, but the sand tendrils chased him relentlessly.
His gold dust was finite.
Her sand was endless.
One tendril caught him.
Then another.
Then dozens more.
Rasa struggled, but it was pointless. He was dragged down into a massive formation of golden sand.
A pyramid of solidified sand formed around him, burying him up to his neck.
At that moment, he truly understood—
He couldn't win.
He would never defeat her.
The realization was a bitter poison.
For a Kazekage, there was no greater humiliation.
But there was one title he could still take pride in.
He was the richest Kazekage in history.
That, at least, was something.
"Karura! Please! I beg you!" Rasa gasped, his voice breaking. "For the sake of our village, spare me! I swear I won't stand in your way again!"
Karura looked at him with nothing but scorn.
Pathetic.
"Die."
With a flick of her fingers, the pyramid's pressure intensified.
"No—!"
A sickening crack.
Rasa's body imploded, crushed into pulp beneath the weight of her sand.
His severed head rolled to the ground, lifeless.
His eyes, wide with horror, were frozen in eternal shock.
The Fourth Kazekage, Rasa—was dead.
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