"You, even you would oppose me?" Madara asked, eyes whirling, braced and ready to move - few knew so well as he, after all, how dangerous was the man facing him.

Tobirama shook his head, his brilliant eyes - no less beautiful, though oddly eerie, with the black now filling them - sad rather than angry. "You know me too well to think I could stand by and allow you to end our world - especially you, saiai."