Chapter 46.6- One Thousand Hands

The next group of shinobi were already beginning to grow wary of my sudden teleportation and even managed to flinch when I appeared in their midst. It didn’t matter though, as I cut through them run a blur of taijutsu. I’d never felt so dangerous before.

“He’s teleporting to the kunai. Destroy the Kunai!” The four tails host screamed in that high pitched voice that children often did. It struck me how young she was. In another world, she wouldn’t even be old enough to have a boyfriend. In this one, she was old enough that she got to gasp as I body flickered in front of her, attention too fixated on the kunai scattered about to see me coming, and opened her throat from one ear to the next. She gurgled, choking on blood and I was off again.

She was a jinchuriki so she had a fairly good chance of surviving it, but that had to be enough to put her out of the fight. The next set of shinobi had already begin to turn to my kunai before I even arrived. It availed them little. I clapped my hands together and all four of them sunk down to their knees mud— well, three of them. The last one was so short he went down to his waist. A spin and flick of my wrist later, and three heads fell to the floor. I buried my kunai to the hilt in the neck of the last one and was off again.

 It was exhilarating, the feeling of dropping in and out of reality. I felt untouchable. Someone sent an arc of electricity at me and it hit nothing but wind as I was off again. When I appeared to the side this time, I sent another set of Kunai flying into their midst, furthering the confusion. Han was clearly far from the man he would one day become, watching the slaughter with wide eyes as I left him in my dust. I killed another dozen before they broke and began to run. I made to pursue but found an armoured Han right in my face. He looked pissed. Like Pissed with a capital P. I cld teleport past him, but I didn’t even need to. The plan had considered the possibility that the Iwa shinobi would flee into the forests. That was where my squad of chunin and the Waterfall shinobi would come in.

“You look angry” I said with a smirk before teleporting over to a kunai a few feet away as he kicked right at where I’d just been. The kick generated enough force that it leveled half a dozen trees from the shockwave it created.

“Ready Kurama?” I asked as I began to pull at his chakra.

“Always” He roared his enthusiasm in my head.

“Don’t die too quickly, Han” I said right before I struck with the force of the ninetails.

A/N: Uzume POV next chapter, I promise.