Arc VI Chapter 8

Arc VI Chapter 8

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Arc VI Chapter 8

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Sasuke and Gaara clashed, engaged in a titanic struggle for domination, for victory.

Asami, meanwhile, was forced to yawn. “Muah.” A little nap might not be a bad idea to fight her drowsiness, but she had to stay focused. This was important, and she couldn’t sleep on duty.

Sasuke wasn’t a terrible ninja per se, but he fell short of her expectations. His combat prowess left much to be desired, and so did the match. The match bored her ...

“Gaara, what is he doing?” Temari gritted her teeth.

Asami glanced sidewards, her interest piqued. Her attention returned to Suna’s jinchuuriki.

An arm protruded from the sphere, and Asami grew silent. What was this? What was going on down there?

“Shit, he has transformed!” Kankuro gritted his teeth.

“I don’t know! It seems like he had been wounded. This has never happened before.” Temari sweated.

“...” Asami’s eyes widened as she realised the implications. They didn’t ... They wouldn’t ... Releasing a bijuu in the middle of the village ... That was pure madness! Tailed beasts were weapons of indiscriminate destruction, completely uncontrollable, incalculable, unpredictable. She had to act quickly. Gaara needed to be subdued.

Fortunately, the situation calmed down, and Asami's grip on her sword loosened. The sand cocoon fell apart, revealing a wounded Gaara. His shoulder bled.

“I knew it, Gaara was wounded”, Temari shouted. It was the moment that hell broke loose. The invasion had begun.

Asami looked at the sky. An endless sea of white feathers darkened the sky and blocked the sun. Their numbers were infinite. They were floating through the air, slowly descending to the ground.

She was curious and decided to collect a feather, but her efforts proved futile. The feathers were nothing but an illusion, the product of a genjutsu. They ceased to exist the moment they touched her skin.

How disappointing, even mere feathers rejected her.

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