Amegakure's base camp.
After Natsuki left, the gravely wounded Yahiko was carried into a tent.
Nagato paced anxiously outside the tent, occasionally glancing into the distance.
He was waiting for Natsuki.
"Nagato, don't panic. Sit down and wait."
Konan was considerably calmer than Nagato. "You have to trust Teacher Natsuki. Yahiko will be fine."
"But..."
Nagato hesitated.
It wasn't that he didn't trust Natsuki. Yahiko's injuries simply looked far too severe.
"Yahiko isn't human. He's a demon."
Knowing what worried him, Konan reminded him.
"What?" Nagato asked instinctively.
"With injuries this severe, he should have died long ago, but Yahiko is still alive."
Konan explained, "That's what demons are like. They're immortal."
She and Yahiko were both demons, so she understood his current condition well.
Even though she had never been in that condition herself.
"Immortal?"
Nagato couldn't help looking astonished.
Although he knew Konan and Yahiko had been turned into demons, he hadn't been.
His knowledge of demons was limited to Blood Demon Arts. He didn't know much beyond that.
"As long as even a single drop of his blood remains, he won't die."
Konan nodded. "Once Teacher Natsuki returns, Yahiko will recover in no time."
As soon as she finished speaking, a Spatial Gate suddenly appeared. Delight immediately spread across Konan's and Nagato's faces.
Natsuki stepped out and waved a hand at them, signaling them to dispense with greetings.
He looked at Yahiko lying on the bed and raised his hand.
A large amount of blood poured out, covering Yahiko.
In mere moments, all his injuries healed.
"That's incredible."
Watching this, Nagato even felt an urge to become a demon himself.
"He'll be fine after a little rest."
Natsuki lowered his hand and looked at them. "How many casualties did Amegakure suffer?"
"About fifty Amegakure ninja died."
Konan