The "Raikage's eyes flared with rage" as he looked down at Sasuke's blade, now crackling with Chidori and pressed against the metal of his forearm guard.
"You… dare pierce my lightning cloak?!"
His voice thundered across the battlefield like a storm. Sparks surged wildly from his body as he tried to overpower Sasuke with sheer force—but Sasuke didn't budge. His stance was solid. His movements were cold, precise, and terrifyingly calculated.
""Not a single chakra pulse was wasted.""
Sasuke's Mangekyō spun slowly, focused.
"You're powerful," he said flatly. "But power without precision is nothing."
In the distance, Danzō was watching from the device in kage room was shocked . For the first time in years, there was a flicker of fear in his eyes.
"This boy… he's not the same Uchiha brat from before. His chakra control, his calm… that's the gaze of someone who's already decided to kill."
Danzō's fingers twitched near his hidden Sharingan arm, mind racing. "He couldn't afford to be Sasuke's next target—not yet."
Nearby, 'Karin's breath hitched' .
"That lightning technique… it's not just external. He's using Chidori internally to boost his reflexes, reaction time… speed… He's mimicking Raikage's chakra mode—no, refining it!"
She gasped as she focused deeper.
"He's predicting muscle contractions… movement patterns… Is that his right eye? That's not just normal Sharingan precognition. It's... adapting?"
C and Darui were speechless. Jūgo, mid-battle, momentarily stopped and stared. Even Suigetsu muttered, "That's new…"
And from the Kage platform, stunned silence fell.
Mifune's grip tightened on his sword.
Gaara narrowed his eyes.
Mei murmured, "Impossible… that boy—he's mimicking the Raikage's speed?"
Ōnoki hovered above, mumbling, "This is no ordinary Uchiha."
The tension across the battlefield grew suffocating, like lightning ready to strike at any moment.
Everyone was thinking the same thing—but no one dared to say it out loud.
Sasuke Uchiha… was evolving right before their eyes.