"Scrape... scrape..."
When they saw a wisp of yellow sand slowly wriggling across the ground, Kankuro and Temari's pupils suddenly contracted. They hurriedly turned to look at Gaara behind them, dread rising in their hearts.
Oh no! Don't tell me Gaara is losing control at a time like this!
At the thought of the consequences that might follow, Kankuro and Temari's faces instantly turned pale.
Ignoring the Mist Ninja present, the two quickly turned around and stared tensely at Gaara. Temari even raised her hands slightly in a calming gesture and said softly, "Gaara, don't worry. There are no enemies here. Don't be nervous..."
At some point, Gaara, standing behind Kankuro and Temari, had lowered his head and fallen silent. Yet sand was now pouring out of the huge gourd strapped to his back.
As though driven by someone, the sand continuously swayed and danced through the air. Like the limbs of some monster, it slowly stretched toward the two Mist Ninja lying in the distance.
This sudden development left not only Kankuro and Temari at a loss, but also caused the Mist Ninja standing there to furrow his brows tightly.
Silently, he moved one hand behind his back, his eyes warily fixed on Kankuro and Temari, whose attention was no longer on him.
With a faint flick of his fingers, several Senbon that had been in his hand drifted free from his palm, slowly floating to the side before circling through the air.
Meanwhile, Naruto, Sasuke, and the others standing on the high tree branch frowned deeply as they watched the scene below in confusion.
Naruto's eyes widened as he whispered doubtfully, "What's going on? Why are they suddenly all staring at that huge gourd?"
Hearing him, Sasuke stared intently below in silence, his expression somewhat grave.
Just then,