"Awoo—"
Under the blazing sun, atop the scorched earth, the Nine-Tails, protected by the other Tailed Beasts, raised his head and let out a long, ethereal call through the dense forest.
The nine tails gathered behind him rippled with fiery waves beneath the sunlight as they trembled with the sound waves.
The vast call drowned out the sounds of battle, plunging the entire battlefield into silence.
The nine Tailed Beasts and the Allied Shinobi Forces stared warily at one another across the deep ravine blasted open by Tailed Beast Bombs.
"Kurama is calling the other Tailed Beasts."
Gyuki, who had been fighting alongside Rikusei, listened to that familiar voice from a thousand years ago. His reminder carried a trace of reminiscence.
Rikusei stood amid the ruins, using his fan as a cane. He glanced at the Nine-Tails howling toward the sky, then turned his Sharingan toward every direction of the forest, sensing the other hidden villages rushing over.
Unity.
That word did not belong solely to shinobi.
Rikusei understood that clearly.
Their advantage in numbers and Tailed Beasts meant the Allied Forces had not suffered many casualties.
Naori drifted gracefully back to his side, her face relaxed, while Mao, not far away, effortlessly covered Lulin. Their safety made him quietly breathe a sigh of relief.
Amid the prolonged call came countless piercing sounds through the air. Figures arrived one after another, landing on the ground, the symbols on their forehead protectors revealing which hidden villages they belonged to.
"So this inhuman commotion really was caused by you."
Ōnoki floated in midair, surveying the sunken, shattered ground as he remarked to the gathered Konoha and Cloud shinobi.
"How many medical shinobi are there?"
Yotsuki Yamanari ignored his teasing and urgently pressed the question.
"Is Konoha's medical capability not enough for the