Dodai?
Could it be?! In that instant, the Third Raikage's motion of rising from his half-crouch abruptly froze. His entire body stiffened as he suddenly looked toward the young man on the ground, whose eyes were slowly closing while blood continued to gush from his mouth and chest.
Taki Chiba could survive even this? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Half his heart was already gone—how could he still be alive? His fatal injuries were far worse than that Uchiha Clan brat's, and he had no strength or Chakra left to heal himself. There was no way he could survive!
The previous times could perhaps be explained by the kid having some trump card in reserve, but this time, he definitely had no backup left. He was absolutely doomed! As he sharply turned his head, this series of incredulous thoughts flashed through his mind.
Though his thoughts were filled with disbelief, Dodai's expression just now—that twitching face, stiff as a board, that look as though he had seen a ghost—aside from the possibility that the kid was not dead yet, he could not think of anything else that could make Dodai lose his composure like this!
Then, as his thoughts raced, his gaze settled fully on Taki Chiba.
Taki Chiba's eyes were shut, and the rise and fall of his chest had completely ceased. His whole body had fallen still.
He looked just like all those who had died at his hands before. Dead! There was absolutely no sign that he had survived!
Nor did he look like something that could make Dodai's expression change so drastically! What was going on?
At this sight, the Third Raikage suddenly turned his head again, his heart jolting.
He knew Dodai's temperament well. Like his elder brother, Dodai was a standard strategist who never showed joy