The battlefield was silent.
Raizo stood still, his breath heavy. His fist dripped with Zadara’s blood.
Zadara''s lifeless body lay at his feet, eyes wide open, his mouth frozen in a final gasp.
"It’s over." Raizo muttered.
Izuki and Kenzo watched in shock from a distance. Their master had won.
Or so they thought.
Raizo took a step forward—
But suddenly, his vision blurred.
His heart pounded. His instincts screamed at him.
Something was wrong.
He looked down at Zadara’s lifeless body—
And his breath caught in his throat.
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It wasn’t Zadara’s face anymore.
It was Izuki’s.
Raizo’s eyes widened. His hands trembled.
He stumbled backward, his mind racing. "No… what is this…?"
His gaze shifted to the body itself.
It wasn''t Zadara’s body.
It was Kenzo’s.
Raizo’s entire body tensed.
"This isn’t real."
The world around him seemed to shatter like glass, twisting and warping.
And then—
The sound of laughter.
A slow, echoing chuckle.
Raizo’s head snapped up.
There, standing in the distance, was Zadara.
Alive.
Untouched.
His crimson Hadara Eyes gleamed with amusement.
"Took you long enough, Master." Zadara’s voice dripped with mockery.
Raizo clenched his fists.
"A genjutsu… You trapped me in a genjutsu this whole time?"
Zadara smirked. "Of course. Did you really think you defeated me that easily?"
Raizo’s breathing steadied. He closed his eyes for a moment, analyzing everything.
"Tch. So this whole fight… was fake?"
Zadara tilted his head. "Not all of it."
Suddenly—
Raizo felt a sharp pain in his chest.
His eyes widened.
He looked down—
And saw Zadara’s hand piercing through him.
Blood dripped onto the ground.
"This… isn’t over…" Raizo growled.
Zadara grinned.
"Oh, I know, Master."
The illusion around them shattered completely.
Darkness swallowed Raizo whole.