Arc IV Chapter 7

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Arc IV Chapter 7

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Arc IV Chapter 7

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Orochimaru smirked, his sinister laughter echoing through the hall. “Ah, it is you, the intriguing girl from before. Asami was your name, wasn't it?”

“...” Asami ignored him and readied her blade. Never interrupt the enemy when they are making a mistake. Time was on her side.

Orochimaru grinned. “I congratulate you on your victory, girl. Your performance was certainly impressive for your age. I didn't expect Konoha to possess such a promising kunoichi. So much talent. So young. You are a rare and precious gem. Unfortunately, you lack something important. What a shame.” Insatiable possessiveness and carnal desire lingered in his words. Orochimaru licked his tongue.

“...” Asami remained unfazed. Danger permeated the air. A sense of danger that would have paralysed lesser men, but not Asami. She was made from sterner stuff. “And that would be? What do I lack that Sasuke doesn't? Might it be the sharingan?”CHeCk for new stories at novelhall.comaru answered with an ambiguous smile. “You eavesdropped, didn't you? How impolite of you. Good girls don't do that.”

He dodged, albeit barely. But he dodged. His instincts, his experience saved Orochimaru. Asami shot right past him. No contact was made. She missed him from point blank, what a disappointment. Her failure displeased her.

Asami crashed through a series of columns in her path before slowing down. The brittle granite yielded, offering no resistance. Sheer kinetic force shattered the pillars, transforming them into piles of ruptured stone.

She forced an abrupt halt by thrusting her sword downwards, making her blade bite into the hard ground. Asami decelerated while sliding across the hall, nearly stumbling.

The massive columns collapsed beneath their own weight, leaving behind a thick cloud of dust.

“Eh ... Eh ... Eh ...” Asami coughed, dispersing the dust with her hands. Her world spun. Everything was blurred. Her head suffered from disorientation. The dust settled down, and her victory was revealed.

Asami giggled with a slight maniac glee, enjoying her triumph to the fullest. Apparently, her attack wasn't a complete failure. She succeeded. She got him. Orochimaru was gone, dead. He died just like that.

Asami picked up his severed left hand that was lying on the ground. She inspected the charred hand, marvelling at her beautiful work. The sweet smell of victory and burned human flesh filled her nostrils. Orochimaru was turned into a smouldering corpse, roasted alive by the heat of her fire. Her attack didn't connect, but she grazed him. He evaded her plasma lance, but her fire claimed his left arm and shoulder. The intense heat evaporated his entire left flank, carbonising his body.

“So easily the mighty fall. How utterly disappointing.” Asami sheathed her blade after cutting off the snake's head to be sure. His lifeless head rolled across the floor, and yet his body still leaked minuscule traces of treacherous chakra even after his death.

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