Uchiha Madara walked out through the ruins' gate. He wanted to go outside and see what this light was all about. Even if he could not find Govi and the others, he at least had to find the sailors, Thomas and the rest, and ask what had happened just now.
Yet when he reached the shore, he saw only the vast sea. There was not a single ship in sight.
He saw that the bloodstains where Gastol had died were gone as well. Douglas, Lucias, and the others had all vanished. In their place stood an old-looking grave, its marker bearing the words: "Grave of Our Honored Teacher Gastol."
"This grave... If it was just made, how could it look so old? No, there are even spiderwebs on it. It couldn't have been made just now. And those words are already nearly illegible. How could this be a new grave?"
The more Uchiha Madara thought about it, the more terrified he became. He circled the entire island, searching everywhere, yet did not see a single person!
With nothing but the endless sea around him, how was he supposed to leave?
Was he going to die here? Uchiha Madara shook his head and gave a bitter smile. "Impossible. At worst, I can use the Wood Dragon Technique to ride a dragon through the sky. There's no way I'll die."
But what he wanted to know was where Sage Govi and the others had gone. What exactly had happened on True Island?
Suddenly, he saw a small boat approaching in the distance. With the dark power no longer blocking the way, the sea was calm and peaceful. Even a small boat could sail steadily across it. Uchiha Madara smiled bitterly. "Looks like heaven never seals off every path. I won't need the