Yet Might Duy's heart sank. The Gate of View put an immense strain on his body, and he couldn't keep it up for long.
Though he had temporarily held off the five attackers, he was already at his limit. New wounds began to appear on his body, and blood seeped from his ruptured skin. More importantly, two of them still hadn't gone all out—Suikazan Fuguki and Kushimaru Hozuki were prowling around the edge of the battlefield like poisonous snakes, waiting for a chance to strike a fatal blow.
Pinned to a tree, Guy watched alongside Ebisu and Genma Shiranui, who lay on the ground. Tears blurred their vision as they stared at the green figure fighting desperately for them in the face of certain doom.
Guy bit down hard on his lip, nearly drawing blood. He hated his own helplessness, hated that he could only watch his father face such a desperate situation alone.
"We can't drag this out any longer..." Suikazan Fuguki said coldly, having seen Duy's predicament. "A forbidden technique this powerful must put a tremendous strain on his body. He won't last much longer. But we don't need to wear him down head-on."
His gaze, cold as the most venomous snake, slowly shifted toward the three Genin who had already lost the ability to fight back.
"Let's crush those little bugs first and make him lose focus."
The others immediately agreed with the suggestion.
To them, there was no such thing as shinobi honor—only the most effective way to achieve their goal.
Almost as soon as Suikazan Fuguki finished speaking, the silent Kushimaru Hozuki moved.
He vanished like a ghost, then appeared behind Ebisu, who was struggling to get back up. His twin swords, Hiramekarei, flashed coldly as they crossed toward Ebisu's neck!
"Ebisu!!" Guy and Genma