"You don't need to worry about this matter!"
Listening to Dodai's string of urgent words, the Third Raikage showed little reaction. He seemed unconcerned, or perhaps he had long expected such a situation. Then he said this.
No need...
To worry? Hearing the Third Raikage's words, Dodai froze. The words about their crushing defeat that were about to leave his mouth came to an abrupt halt. He stared blankly at the burly man before him, the ninja he admired most, unable to speak for a moment.
"The current situation won't be solved by running away."
Then, as Dodai stood stunned, the Third Raikage spoke again. After saying that, he turned to the female medical ninja, who was slowly coming back to her senses, and said, "Set up camp here. I want all wounded personnel bandaged as quickly as possible, ensuring they retain mobility and the necessary combat capability. Everyone else will rest where they are. Any action that can effectively restore stamina is permitted."
"Yes!"
Upon hearing the Third Raikage's orders, the female medical ninja immediately nodded, turned around, and relayed the Shadow's command to the others.
After receiving the Shadow's orders, this Kumogakure unit proved worthy of being an elite force. They immediately began carrying out their orders without the slightest hesitation. They even cast Dodai's earlier loss of composure from their minds, tending to and bandaging the wounded. Those with nothing to do quietly sat down, taking out Ration Balls or dry provisions and wolfing them down.
As they moved, the entire unit became far more orderly. Everything was well-organized, their military bearing neat and disciplined, and the defeated air of dejection had vanished completely.
They looked nothing like a force that had just suffered defeat. Instead, they resembled a calm, unhurried army that had just won a