Zetsu appears to be a pure black person shaped blob, and does not seem to be able to do much about this.

Though there's a horde of plants (as far as they can sense) approaching them. Increasingly malicious plants. Kind of like Zetsu's rage is leaking.

Once Zetsu shows himself, Elatra traps him in a solid forcecage.

Just like the jungles of Gratek.

Occlus's lightsaber snaps into her hand as she turns to face their direction, igniting crimson with a hiss.

Zetsu stares at them, enraged, and Animus falls in with Occlus -

Their opponent seems to be a twisted white version of Zetsu, also remaining hidden, capable of turning the landscape against them, immensely cautious. Not, however, immune to lightsabers.

Few things are, in her experience.

Occlus hunts down the white Zetsu unerringly, displaying a preternatural ability to predict and exploit the way they shift the earth.

Ebele lacks a lightsaber, but seems to be having fun shooting plants with her blaster, her aim perfect, her sense for where things are about to be overcoming the white Zetsu's speed. She's mobile, too, jumping around rather lightly, and falling into a natural rhythm with her more martially inclined alts.

Tentou just sets everything on fire.

Black Zetsu, though, seems reluctant to burn.

Perhaps he just needs some encouragement. She can affect the area inside the cage without requiring it be opened with a variety of powers.

This does not seem to affect him like it should.

Tsk.

"We're going to need something more exotic."

"Nature chakra was able to get through some of his creator's defenses, and I can probably rip his soul out if he holds still..." Tentou says.

"The Force sounds nature chakra-y to me," Ebele says. "Want us to try?"

"Allow me," Occlus says.

She takes out a ring and places it on the first finger of her right hand. She twists it once, then makes a fist, and begins to suck out Zetsu's life essence.

This seems to work!

He actually shrinks as she does it, flailing around in his cage, the attacks from the white Zetsu growing bolder - but not past the team's ability to easily handle.

There are minuscule writings on the ring, and they seem to grow darker and larger as Zetsu disappears. By the time he's gone, they seem to nearly cover Occlus's hand, though a more careful look will reveal this is not the case, and the writings are still confined to the ring's surface.

And then Tentou finishes rooting out and burning up the last remnants of White Zetsu.

"Hah! Well, that's one problem cut off."

"Let us find the next. I would prefer to burn this power off sooner than later."

"Next in terms of likely to become harder to deal with over time is Kabuto."

"I've already located him," says Tobirama. "His chakra signature is not as corrupted as our world's had been. Still, it is similar. He has several of the Edo Tensei with him, several people I believe are intended as sacrifices unconscious near him, and seems to be preparing more impure resurrections."

He indicates Kabuto's location.

"Then let's not delay."

Teleport!

Kabuto: has about two dozen people, their skin ashen and cracked, their eyes black, surrounding him.

"Well, this is quite the surprise," he says, amicably, then flashes through several hand signs.

The ring Occlus is wearing is the work of one particularly vicious Sith who lived about six and a half centuries ago. Unlike his peers who sought immortality, he was of the opinion that there can in fact be too much of a good thing. The ring takes the lifeforce of one victim and then unleashes it upon another, dramatically accelerating the aging process in proportion to the power stored.

She directs the ring to empty its stores into Kabuto. Skin sags, eyes cloud, teeth rot, hair stiffens and drifts gently away. And in the middle of his next handsign, his fingers snap in half, bones too brittle for such force.

And then he regenerates, shedding his skin.

The Edo Tensei are attacking, regenerating as fast as they're damaged -

"You think this world lacks those who search for eternal youth?" Kabuto asks, and performs another summons as he's protected by his forces -

Two men appear.

Both look rather a lot like Tentou and Naraka.

"Hisame?" the younger asks, seeming off balance. "What is the meaning of this, Kabuto?"

"Children messing with what they don't understand," the elder says, casually. "Are you two my descendants, then?"