Boom!!
The tide of light surrounding the high-rise was receding.
The fissures in the earth that had spewed flames gradually cooled. Like fountains collapsing after losing their power, the fire filling the entire building began to fall back, and the crimson blossoms that had grown returned to the soil.
As the firelight ebbed, darkness fell once more, revealing the battered skeleton of the building. All that remained was devastation and desolation.
Drip! Drip! Drip!
The blood of the Kirigakure Ninja had all evaporated under the explosion's heat and flames, leaving behind dried, blackened clots.
Charred remains fell from the sky like exhausted seabirds, crashing onto the ground after the tide had receded and splashing blood in every direction.
Amid the scorching, stifling darkness, everything in the mangled ruins had been warped by the heat. A charred figure fell, hitting the ground hard enough to send dust flying and smash a crater into the cracked earth.
At that moment, like ink spilled across paper, Yun Chuan's figure silently appeared there.
Moonlight poured down like silver falls, and rain soaked his body, outlining every contour of his well-proportioned frame. He held a white flower dampened by rain in his hand.
"Cough, cough!"
The charred figure lying on the ground had a chest that rose and fell almost imperceptibly. Looking up at the figure blocking the moonlight, he forced out a hoarse laugh. "It hurt more than I imagined."
Yun Chuan walked to his side and crouched down, placing a hand on his forehead. "Don't speak for now. You still have a chance to survive."
Yun Chuan's hand was warm and strong, and Tetsuya Uzumaki felt a faint return of life to his body.
But he merely grinned. "Forget it. Didn't you say that one must live toward death? Then let me die