This was completely different from what she had imagined. The strength Konoha had shown now far exceeded her expectations. It was a power she had never imagined. How much time had passed? Barely enough to drink a cup of tea. Uchiha Kazuto hadn't even shown up, and the Military Police Force members were still on their way.
Neither she nor Jiraiya had fought anyone, yet they had already been driven into a desperate situation.
It was like being a newbie who'd been solo-killed by a data cable.
"Ha, Tsunade, wait! Hang on! We'll be able to escape soon! Just hold on!"
Jiraiya panted as he ran, but his face was filled with despair too. The two of them, renowned Sannin of Konoha, students of the Third Hokage, and once great contributors to the village, were now like a pair of strays, fleeing in disgrace.
Whoosh!
Just then, a kunai flew over and struck Jiraiya in the leg.
Thud!
"Ah! No!"
Jiraiya fell to the ground, his face full of despair.
He began crawling across the ground like a dog.
If I can just get there, if I can just get there...
He crawled and crawled, growing more desperate with every inch.
I'm sorry, Sensei. I'm useless!
Jiraiya roared inside. Body, move! Chakra, flow!!!
A fierce flame seemed to ignite in Jiraiya's eyes. It was his will burning, but he didn't have the Sharingan of the Uchiha Clan, so there would be no miraculous comeback.
There was nothing he could do.
A minute and forty seconds had passed.
In three seconds, the nearest group of shinobi would reach them and surround them.
"What a sorry sight!"
At that moment, a figure streaked out from a nearby corner and reached Jiraiya and Tsunade. He pressed his hand to the ground, and a