Chapter 62: Deuteronomy
Relaxing, Arthur suppressed any lingering vestiges of Minato's personality, focusing solely on the task at hand.
He wasn't interested in a fair fight; he wasn't interested in conversation; he needed to hunt down his prey before they knew what hit them.
He armed the reanimated Minato with a handful of kunai, expertly strapped to his cloak. With a silent command, he propelled the fourth Hokage forward, causing him to disappear into the undergrowth.
Moments later, Zabuza and Haku rounded a bend in the path, their conversation trailing off as they felt something odd.
Zabuza came to a halt, his hand instinctively reaching for the hilt of his Executioner's Blade.
"Haku," he muttered in suspicion. "Something's not right."
Their suspicion wouldn't matter. Arthur, hidden from sight, watched as the reanimated Minato hurtled a kunai in their direction.
Reacting on instinct, Zabuza lunged forward, his broadsword whipping out. The clang of metal echoed through the trees as he easily deflected the first kunai with a powerful swing.
But it was only the beginning. More kunai followed, and a hail launched with inhuman speed. Zabuza, forced back on his heels, spun and weaved.
Haku reacted instantly. With just a single hand sign, a wave of icy air surged forward, freezing the remaining kunai mid-flight. They shattered with a crystalline tinkling sound, raining down as harmless shards of ice.
"Who are you?" Zabuza roared. He planted his feet firmly, the broadsword held low in a defensive stance.