They turned into complex black Seals, spreading rapidly to her fair cheeks as if alive.
Vast, pure life energy—Strength of a Hundred Chakra—poured through her palm without reservation like a flood bursting through a dam, surging into Guy's battered body.
"Guh!" Guy let out a muffled groan he could not hold back.
The power was domineering yet warm. Wherever it passed, torn muscle fibers were forcibly reconnected, ruptured capillaries repaired in an instant, and deep fatigue toxins were washed clean away.
He could clearly feel his body, which had been on the verge of collapse from forcibly opening the Seventh Gate, being reshaped and refilled at a speed beyond common sense.
Tsunade pressed her lips tightly together, fine beads of sweat seeping from her temples as she guided the Strength of a Hundred Chakra with precision toward every injury in Guy that needed repair, while also doing everything she could to stimulate his own recovery potential.
She knew this was not just treatment. It was also the final fuel for that last, most magnificent bloom.
Sensing the life force and Chakra inside Guy surging again—even hotter and more resilient than before—a trace of complicated anguish flashed through Tsunade's eyes, but even more than that was a resolute acceptance.
She withdrew her hand. The Seals slowly receded to the center of her forehead, condensing once more into a small diamond-shaped mark, though its color had dimmed considerably.
"Guy!" Tsunade's voice carried unquestionable authority, yet hidden within it was an almost imperceptible tremor.
"Your body can withstand that gate now!"
"Go! In your own way, for these young people, for Konoha, for the entire Shinobi World... let your final youth bloom!"
Her words were like the spark that lit a fuse.
Guy abruptly raised his head. There was no trace of exhaustion