After the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist bypassed the battlefield and infiltrated deep into the Land of Fire, Ao temporarily assumed command of the Mist forces.
Cautious and steady by nature, Ao immediately ordered the Mist troops to retreat to a safe distance.
Shortly after—
They witnessed the terrifying sight of a Tailed Beast Ball slamming into the Konoha front line…
only to be reflected straight back.
The moment Ao saw this, he didn't hesitate.
"Activate the Hidden Mist Technique!"
"Withdraw immediately!"
Thick fog surged across the battlefield as the Mist ninja fled at full speed.
Reality proved his judgment correct.
BOOM—!
The Three-Tails leapt out of the massive crater.
Standing atop its head were over a hundred Konoha ninja.
"Oh?" Drake scanned the battlefield with mild surprise.
"The Mist really ran fast."
"Yeah, I don't see a single one left," Minato laughed helplessly.
"What a waste…" Obito sighed.
"They were scared off."
"Chasing them will be difficult," Shisui shook his head.
"Difficult? Not at all."
Drake smiled.
He immediately connected his will to Isobu, the Three-Tails—
and casually engraved two new traits into it.
'Floating.'
'Flight.'
"…I suddenly feel like I can fly?"
Isobu spoke in confusion.
"Don't resist it," Drake replied calmly.
"Follow the sensation and rise."
The next instant—
The Three-Tails leapt upward and hovered in midair.
"Chase the Mist ninja," Drake commanded.
"No problem!"
WHOOSH—!
Isobu surged forward, its enormous shadow sweeping across the forest below.
Shock
"…Even tailed beasts can fly now?"
On Isobu's head, everyone was stunned.
"My vision was too small," Uchiha Fugaku muttered bitterly.
"I thought the giant iron gate was already impressive."
Compared to this—
He felt like a frog at the bottom of a well.
"What is this ability of yours?"
Minato finally couldn't hold back.
In just two days, his student had once again crossed into incomprehensible territory.
"Sensei," Drake smiled,
"you actually already know."
"I… know?" Minato froze.
His thoughts raced.
Then realization struck.
"So that flying Rasengan of yours before—this was the same thing?" Minato asked.
Drake shook his head.
"No."
"…Then what is it?"
"Will."
Just one word.
Minato fell silent.
He understood what willpower meant.
Veteran warriors could suppress weaker opponents with killing intent alone—
breaking their fighting spirit before battle even began.
But—
Making a tailed beast fly?
That defied common sense.
"This only means one thing," Shisui said quietly.
"Drake-senpai's will is so powerful… that it can interfere with reality itself."
After a pause, he added:
"Strong enough to override natural laws."
Minato still found it hard to believe.
"…Can human will really reach that level?"
"Yes," Fugaku said gravely.
"Minato—remember, the Three-Tails was just controlled by someone else.
That alone proves it."
Minato's eyes widened.
"Then who was controlling it? Even Shisui couldn't break through."
"That," Drake said softly,
"you should ask Fugaku."
"…Madara?" Fugaku ventured.
"Has to be that old bastard," Obito growled.
"He tried to wipe us out using the Three-Tails."
"If Drake hadn't stopped that Tailed Beast Ball, we'd all be dead."
"Seems Madara doesn't care about the Uchiha's survival at all,"
Drake added casually.
Fugaku's expression darkened.
Around him, Uchiha ninja clenched their fists in rage.
"My grandfather once said it," Shisui recalled.
"Madara is the shame of our clan."
"He is not Uchiha," Fugaku declared decisively.
If Madara truly still considered himself Uchiha—
he would never have launched a Tailed Beast Ball at them.
Pursuit
"We've caught them!"
Obito pointed downward.
Dozens of Mist ninja were fleeing desperately through the forest.
They looked up in terror, clearly spotting the airborne Three-Tails.
"Numbers are off—they split up."
"Then stop talking."
"Jump!"
Over a hundred Uchiha leapt from Isobu's head, plunging into the forest below.
Drake didn't follow.
He remained seated atop the Three-Tails, continuing his experiment.
"I've given you two traits so far," Drake asked.
"Do you feel anything strange?"
"I just feel like I can fly," Isobu replied honestly.
"Then… do you want a third trait?"
"…Is that possible?" Isobu asked excitedly.
"Of course," Drake said calmly.
"As long as you can handle it."
"I want to get bigger!"
Isobu blurted out.
"…Bigger?"
Drake stared.
You're already massive.
"You sure?" he asked again.
"Yes! Bigger!" Isobu insisted.
"…Fine."
Drake condensed his will and engraved a third trait:
'Growth.'
BUZZ—!!!
Instantly—
Drake's consciousness shook violently.
Nearly half of his willpower was drained.
"…What the hell?!"
Drake was stunned.
"That much consumption… for one trait?!"
He had over forty thousand Spirit points—
and this single engraving burned half of it.
"I can feel it!"
Isobu roared in excitement.
"It's working! I'm really growing!"
THUD—!
Isobu slammed down onto the ground and let out a thunderous roar.
Its body began to expand.
It was already enormous—
but now it grew several times larger in an instant.
Everyone nearby froze in shock.
"We… can't even see its head anymore!"
"It's still growing!"
"The claw—watch out!"
They scattered in panic.
At that moment—
A single claw of the Three-Tails had swollen to the size of a small mountain.
"…Did Drake do this?"
Minato asked slowly.
There was no doubt.
Only Drake could cause something this absurd.
"RAAAAAA!!!"
Isobu continued growing, roaring deafeningly—
But Drake's expression changed.
He heard it clearly.
That wasn't excitement anymore.
It was fear.
"I—I can't stop!"
"Human! Help me!"
"I really can't stop!"
Isobu's consciousness trembled as it cried out.
"…Seriously?"
Drake sighed.
He calmly engraved a fourth trait.
'Shrink.'
WHOOSH—
In the blink of an eye—
Isobu's towering body rapidly deflated,
shrinking like a punctured balloon.
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