The next day.
Orochimaru snickered, his yellow eyes gleaming with malice. "You're cute when you play tough, Makima. You almost died in there. Your arm's a bomb, but you're too clumsy to light it." He crossed his arms, his voice hissing through the air. "The shinobi alliance won't wait for you to learn to aim. You need to be ready, or they'll carve you up like a bitch."
Unconsciously, Makima no longer considered Orochimaru inferior. His intelligence had proven itself.
Makima clenched her teeth, her stump throbbing under the graft. "Shut up and bring them back. I'll tear them apart until this arm obeys me." I don't have time to fuck around. They're coming, and I'll burn them all, she thought, her blood boiling with rage and adrenaline. Orochimaru shrugged, forming seals with terrifying precision. "Suit yourself. But don't cry if you lose another piece."
Edo Tensei! Two coffins surged from the ground again in a deafening BOOM!, the earth trembling as if screaming. Hashirama Senju, the First Hokage, and Tobirama Senju, the Second, reappeared, their cracked bodies, their black eyes devoid of soul. Orochimaru reinforced his control as before. "No mercy this time. Destroy them, or they'll break you."
Makima stepped into a fighting stance, her grafted arm ready to unleash chakra, her golden eyes blazing. Hashirama struck first, his hands forming seals at inhuman speed.
Mokuton: Deep Forest! The ground exploded, massive trees bursting forth, their sharp branches aiming to impale her. Makima dodged with a shadow-like leap, but a root slashed her thigh, blood spraying onto the dust. "Damn it!" she cursed, activating a Sharingan.
The trees' chakra became visible, a pulsing green network, and she unleashed a telekinetic blast, shattering a row of trunks in a deafening CRASH!
Tobirama, silent, seized the opening. Suiton: Water Cannon! A high-pressure water jet shot forth, strong enough to slice stone.
Makima attempted Doton: Stone Wall, but her seal was clumsy, and the wall crumbled like cardboard. The water hit her, sending her flying into a cliff, cracking the rock. SPLASH! She growled, her back screaming in pain, blood dripping from her mouth. "Asshole!" she shouted, getting up, her grafted arm burning.
She reformed a more precise seal, attempting Mokuton: Wooden Pillars. Beams burst forth, but they were twisted, barely able to block a branch from Hashirama. "Shit, this is useless!" she growled, dodging another strike.
Hashirama summoned Mokuton: Wooden Dragon. A colossal beast surged, its wooden fangs snapping. Makima activated another Sharingan, her eyes stinging with effort, and attempted Katon: Infernal Flames.
A fireball spat from her arm, but it was weak, barely singeing the dragon's scales. "Damn, why isn't this working?" she roared, rolling to avoid a tail that smashed the ground with a BOOM!
"Not bad, but you're still shit!" Orochimaru shouted, mocking. "Stop relying on your eyes! Use Mokuton, damn it!" Makima growled, forming a more assured seal. Mokuton: Thorn Barrier!
Sharp thorns surged, blocking a strike from the dragon, but they shattered under a tail swipe. She dodged just in time, a thorn slicing her cheek, blood dripping down her chin.
Tobirama used Hiraishin no Jutsu, appearing behind her, a kunai aimed at her neck. Makima anticipated with a Sharingan, pivoting to block with her grafted arm. CLANG! The kunai bit into the flesh,
but Hashirama's cells hardened her skin, limiting the wound. She countered with Fūton: Wind Blade, a slicing arc of air that cut Tobirama's shoulder. He staggered, his cracked body instantly reforming. "Don't move, asshole!" she spat, her arm throbbing with pain.
Hashirama intensified the assault, summoning Mokuton: Giant Buddha. A titanic statue surged, its thousand fists slamming down like a meteor shower. Makima attempted Doton: Stone Dome, but her dome was fragile, collapsing under a strike in a deafening BOOM!
A Buddha's hand hit her, sending her flying across the arena, her body carving a trench in the earth. CRASH! She coughed, blood splattering her lips, her grafted arm burning as if the Sharingans wanted to explode.
Makima growled, getting up, her body screaming. He's a pain, but he's right. She channeled all her chakra into her arm, ignoring the pain, and formed a seal. Mokuton: Devouring Forest!
Sharp trees burst forth, piercing the Buddha's legs, slowing it down. "Finally!" she roared, feeling the Mokuton obey, though it was still messy.
But with Tobirama's Shark Wave fueled by infinite chakra, the forest didn't last long.
He charged, his right fist charged with brute force amplified by his regenerative cells. The impact grazed Makima, who dodged with a lateral leap, but the ground exploded under the strike, sending stone shards flying everywhere. "Damn, he's not playing!" she cursed, feeling the shockwave cut off her breath.
Tobirama, silent, used Hiraishin no Jutsu. In a flash, he appeared behind her, his knee aimed at her kidneys. Makima, thanks to an activated Sharingan, caught the movement, pivoting to block with her grafted arm.
The shock vibrated her bones, and a gash formed on her forearm, but Hashirama's cells in the graft instantly closed the wound. "Fast, asshole!" she growled, countering with an elbow strike to Tobirama's jaw,
followed by a knee to his chest, CRUNCH!, fracturing his ribs. He staggered, his cracked body instantly reforming.
She struck his torso, fracturing his Edo Tensei ribs, but he instantly reformed, his guttural laugh echoing. "You're weak, kid!" he growled, though his voice was empty, manipulated by Orochimaru. He threw an uppercut, his brute force raising a cloud of dust.
Makima dove under the strike, her reflexes sharpened by the Sharingans, and slammed her heel into Hashirama's knee. The bone cracked, but it regenerated before she could follow up. Tobirama reappeared, Hiraishin teleporting him to her left, his fist aimed at her temple. She blocked with her grafted arm, a metallic CLANG! resonating as Hashirama's cells hardened her skin. "You're annoying!" she spat, grabbing his wrist and twisting until the bone cracked.