"What happened?" The Second Mizukage quickly rushed out of the cell. Outside, Jinin Akebino had already taken care of the two Elite Jonin from Iwagakure.
"I don't know, but something must have happened outside. What should we do, Lord Mizukage? With such a huge commotion, the entire Iwagakure will notice this place."
The Second Mizukage's expression darkened slightly as he made a swift decision. "Find another route out and withdraw. Those three Konoha brats are holding things off outside; they should be able to buy us some time."
"Lord Mizukage...?" Jinin Akebino cried out. "Didn't you say we couldn't make a move against them?" The Second Mizukage had already begun searching for another exit as he said in a low voice, "That was then, this is now. At a time like this, the situation is complicated and unclear. Naturally, our own safety comes first. As for those three brats, hehe, if they really die here, it only means they weren't vigilant enough. In any case, Iwagakure made the move. What does it have to do with us? Even if Konoha learns the truth in the end, they won't be able to say much."
Inside the Tsuchikage Building, the Second Tsuchikage was bent over handling a number of documents concerning the village's future development plans. More than three years had passed since the end of the Second Ninja World War, and the village had initially stabilized. It was time to bring the postwar reshuffling to an end.
His gaze was focused, and his entire body was wrapped in bandages, making it impossible to tell his exact age or much else about him. He appeared not much different from how he had looked twenty years ago.
Just as he was concentrating, the distant sky suddenly lit up as brightly as day.