"When will this war finally end?"
Looking at the bright moon in the night sky, Pakura couldn't say she liked the war. Too many people had already died.
Although the front on their side was relatively stable and they had kept Shimura Danzō and Orochimaru on the back foot, they all knew that the Land of Fire and Konoha wouldn't give up. There was bound to be another decisive battle, and even more people would die then.
It was hard to say who was right or wrong, or what had caused the war. Everyone had their own reasons and beliefs, but it was certain that war brought pain. It had also caused far too many casualties.
She might even die in this battle herself.
"Hard to say. Maybe it'll end within a year or two. Maybe it'll just keep going."
Tamura Hiroshi truly couldn't say. Too many factors affected the course of a war. Even with all the plans he'd set in motion, he could only guide events, not decide when the war would end.
The Senju Clan's destruction, however, would inevitably be a major turning point. Konoha's true trump cards would also be revealed.
For example, the Impure World Reincarnation that Hiruzen Sarutobi had pinned such high hopes on. That old man might even manage to combine the elements and create Dust Release.
Lord Danzō's power should be revealed soon, too, and after that, there was Orochimaru.
Orochimaru's allegiance was hard to determine. Tamura Hiroshi had never considered recruiting someone so unpredictable. The risk was too great.
No matter how extraordinary Orochimaru's scientific abilities were, he wouldn't choose him.
"If I die on the battlefield, take Yashamaru away. I know you can do it."
After a brief silence, Pakura spoke softly about Yashamaru.
Yashamaru was still young, and he