"Cough! Cough, cough, cough!"
Amid a series of coughs, drops of blood splattered across the finely crafted roof tiles, slowly seeping into their dark golden surface as though they had never existed.
What was that just now...?
Watching the blood slowly vanish from his sight, Hada Ichiba clutched his chest and gasped for breath several times. Before he could even survey his surroundings, this startled thought flashed through his mind.
At the same time, the image of what had just happened flashed through his mind—when he had dashed forward and thrown Namiashi Raidō—no, "Namiashi Raidō"—toward the exit of Uchiha Nobuhiko's Space-Time ocular technique, his chest had suddenly split open and blood had burst forth.
At the time, he had only managed to see that a hole had opened in his chest before he was swallowed by Uchiha Nobuhiko's Space-Time. Before he could figure out what had happened, everything before him had gone black.
By the time he came to his senses, aside from coughing up blood, all he had was the environment he now found himself in.
And now, he had undoubtedly been moved far away from the First Training Ground, yet he was still within the bounds of Konoha.
"What exactly is that guy's objective?"
After looking around and confirming his location, Hada Ichiba frowned as he took in the smoke and the enormous summoning snakes in the distance.
He was currently standing atop Konoha's tallest building. From where he stood, he had a clear view of the situation at the main gate.
From Konoha's main entrance all the way to the front section of the commercial district, smoke filled the air, and the area had faintly become a sea of blood. The seemingly impregnable high walls of Konoha had already been blasted open in two places. Before those