With the death of Sasori, the hundreds of puppets hovering in the air seemed to lose their guiding soul; control was severed instantly, and they fell like kites with broken strings.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The sounds echoed incessantly, kicking up vast clouds of dust.
By now, the massive amount of water Momochi Zabuza had unleashed was being greedily soaked up by the desert, absorbed entirely into the boundless, parched earth. The once-raging torrents gradually dried, leaving only deep, water-worn furrows as a testament to the fierce battle that had just taken place.
Chapter 283