As the sealing runes on the array lit up brightly, Gaara's eyelids drooped, and he lost consciousness.
Shamu and Rasa's vision blurred, and they entered another world.
"Damn it!"...
Enormous roars instantly reached Shamu and Rasa's ears.
They stood in a gray-black desert.
Dark clouds covered the entire sky, and knife-like sandstorms raged freely.
They dyed the whole world with deathly silence.
There were no living creatures in the desert, but in the distance, a massive black figure fifty meters tall was roaring madly.
Its voice was shrill and crazed.
"I'm getting out! I'm getting out!"
Shukaku did not repeat many phrases. One look was enough to tell that something was wrong with his head.
Yet he never stopped roaring. The sound shook Rasa's ears until they rang painfully.
After searching around, Shamu finally spotted Gaara hiding beneath a semicircular mound in the distance, tightly covering his ears.
The mound was like a fortress that wrapped around Gaara. Yashamaru's face could vaguely be seen on it.
Rasa's expression darkened. "Is this how Gaara usually lives?"
"Yes," Shamu said. "Gaara traps himself inside a fortress of sand. No one can get in, and he cannot get out either."
A hint of mockery tugged at Shamu's lips. "I wonder whether you, the Fourth Kazekage, can remain calm forever in an environment like this."
Rasa's expression became even uglier. He clenched his fists so tightly that his nails dug into his flesh.
"What do we do now?" Rasa asked.
Shamu lifted his chin toward Gaara. "Go comfort your son first. We need to face Shukaku head-on."
Rasa did as he was told and walked over. When Gaara saw him approaching, hope flashed in his eyes.
He hurriedly grabbed Rasa with both little hands.
"Dad, did you come to save me?"
Rasa stroked Gaara's