"Everyone, hold on a little longer! It'll be dawn soon!"
A Grass ninja shouted.
Behind him trailed a large group of battered villagers from Kusagakure.
Several days had passed since the great battle broke out in Kusagakure, and now, all across the Grass Country, there were refugee groups like this one.
Whoosh.
Suddenly, a shadow lunged into the crowd from behind, unleashing a bloody massacre!
The Grass ninja leading the group hesitated briefly, then shouted, "Everyone, scatter!"
With that, he paid no further attention to the people being slaughtered and fled on his own.
After days on the run, the Grass ninja had discovered many things about these demons. The most important was that once daylight broke, the deadly monsters vanished without a trace.
So, in many cases, scattering gave them a better chance of escaping and surviving than staying together. As long as they could hold out until dawn, the group would have an entire day to catch its breath.
That was why so many groups that had broken out of Kusagakure had managed to survive.
At almost the same time.
Another group that had broken out of Kusagakure was intercepted by a powerful demon in a secluded valley.
Seeing this, Ryūsetsuna was overcome with despair.
In just a few short days, she had watched so many friends and family members die. Now, among the elderly, the sick, and the injured hiding in the valley with her, there were barely any ninjas left who could fight. Nearly everyone, herself included, was wounded.
According to what they'd learned from the battles over the past few days, it took at least two or three Kusagakure Jonin to suppress a single demon. But there was no way their group could muster that kind of strength.
As the demon drew closer with every