He cast one last look at Madara and Kosuke, then slowly left while supporting the stiff-bodied Tobirama.
After confirming that Izuna's injuries were not fatal, Madara rose and helped his younger brother up. Together with Kosuke and Mina, they staggered toward the camp.
At the center of the battlefield, Tajima and Butsuma, who had fought fiercely for so long, were now at the end of their strength.
When their figures appeared once more, their clothes had long since been torn to shreds, and their bodies were covered in crisscrossing wounds.
Though blood continued to pour from their wounds, neither Tajima nor Butsuma showed the slightest fear or hesitation in their eyes.
Tajima gritted his teeth and tried to gather Chakra once more to launch a ninjutsu.
However, excessive use of powerful ninjutsu had already pushed his body beyond its limits, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spewed from his lips.
Across from him, Butsuma leaned on his chipped longsword and gasped for breath. His condition was no better.
Although a Chakra chain specially made by the Uzumaki Clan was wrapped around his waist, the Chakra within his body had also been completely exhausted.
After secretly assessing his condition, Tajima's gaze suddenly sharpened, as though he had made some kind of decision.
With a furious roar, he charged at Butsuma without regard for his life, his Ninja Sickle carrying fierce killing intent.
"Senju Butsuma, even if I die today, I'll drag you down with me!"
Seeing this, Butsuma raised his head, pulled the longsword from the ground, and charged forward resolutely.
The two engaged in close-quarters combat on the battlefield...
Fist struck fist, weapon clashed against weapon, and every collision sent either bright red blood or dazzling sparks flying.
Finally, as the sun set, Butsuma caught an opening in Tajima's defenses