They had wanted to give the village a better life, but not only had they failed to obtain it, they had also provoked a terrifying demon.
Did Sunagakure truly still have a future? Rōsha was not sure.
But he quickly shook his head. "Keeping everyone alive is already a good thing. As for what comes next, we'll deal with it when the time comes."
Rōsha could not think of any better way to comfort himself and could only say this.
His mental state was still unstable. After experiencing something so terrifying, not just anyone would have been able to endure it.
He was already considered quite resilient. An ordinary ninja would have long since become insane or gone mad.
"Sunagakure's days ahead will probably be difficult."
But no one could evade responsibility for all this. It had all been caused by Rōsha's own stubbornness.
The fact that these thirty thousand people had survived was already an immense stroke of luck.
"Kazekage-sama... who... was that just now?"
Rōsha's deputy shakily walked over and helped him to his feet.
"I don't know... In a single instant, he turned all thirty thousand of you into crystal. That is not something a human can do! He is a god... a true god."
Hearing Rōsha's words, the ninjas' hearts filled with fear as well.
Their army of thirty thousand should have been unstoppable, seizing a piece of habitable land for Sunagakure.
Yet they had been instantly defeated in a single blow.
If Kazekage-sama had not cast aside his dignity and begged, they should already have been dead.
"Kazekage-sama, you have suffered!"
All thirty thousand people knelt on the ground and spoke to Rōsha.
Rōsha himself was consumed by shame. If he had not harbored greedy designs on the Rain Country—
No one would have suffered