Waiting wouldn't bring a miracle. Hope had to be created. Kaede wasn't confident he could hit the enemy accurately while using Space-Time Ninjutsu at such a high frequency. All he could do was inflict as much damage as possible and drive them back.
"Listen to the captain! Everyone, throw your Kunai over there!" The injured Jonin seemed to have thought of something and excitedly urged the others to hurry.
Meanwhile, Kaede adjusted his breathing. The poison hadn't been completely purged, and his body still felt a little uncoordinated. He used Lightning Release Chakra to stimulate his senses as the Tomoe in his Sharingan spun rapidly.
The others quickly threw his specially made Kunai across the way.
"Huu..." He drew a deep breath and closed his eyes. Dozens of points of light appeared in his mind as he sensed the locations of the Flying Thunder God Kunai in an instant.
"Where the lightning passes, I follow. It brings the light of dawn; I bring cold death. Die!" His scarlet eyes snapped open, like those of a Death God come to claim a life.
His figure vanished from the spot. Along the Sand Shinobi encirclement line, blinding lightning transformed into sharp blades of energy that swept through the ranks. Blood sprayed as a feast of death began.
"Flying Thunder God Slash... Flying Thunder God Slash... Flying Thunder God Slash... Flying Thunder..." he murmured. With every flash, lightning slashed from his short sword.
The crescent-shaped blades of lightning were like a gateway to death. Anyone who came near was cut to pieces before they could react.
"Have Konoha Ninja reinforcements arrived?"
"No... I don't think so..."
"Where are they? Who's making these attacks? Did anyone see? Ah!"
"Those are Kunai! It's the Kunai! Get out of the way!"
"We can't dodge! Lightning Release