Land of Fire border.
Shikaku Nara stood atop a giant tree, his legs going a little weak.
Too ruthless.
The Fifth Hokage's methods could only be described as godslaying.
He clutched a freshly compiled casualty report in his hand.
It was only a thin sheet of paper, yet it now seemed to weigh a thousand tons.
Chiba leaped down from the air.
He landed lightly, not even stirring a speck of dust.
Shikaku Nara hurried forward, his manner utterly respectful.
"Hokage-sama, the battlefield has been cleared and accounted for."
Chiba brushed the wood chips from his sleeves.
"Report."
Shikaku Nara swallowed.
"The Kumogakure army brought by the Raikage numbered five thousand three hundred in total."
"In the previous attack, more than four thousand two hundred died on the spot."
"Of the fewer than one thousand remaining, all were severely wounded and unconscious."
"Our men have already fitted them with Chakra Restraints."
"The Raikage and the Eight-Tails Jinchuriki... have been dug out from the bottom of the crater."
Shikaku Nara pointed into the distance.
Two charred lumps of flesh lay there.
Without a close look, no one would have recognized them as the once-mighty Raikage brothers.
"More than seventy percent of their bones have been shattered."
"Their internal organs have been severely displaced."
"They are currently in deep comas and may die at any moment."
Chiba glanced at the two lumps of flesh.
"Keep them alive."
"Don't let them die just like that. A living Raikage is worth more."
Fugaku Uchiha stepped over as well.
The Uchiha Clan head's eyes brimmed with fervent fighting spirit.
His Mangekyō Sharingan spun wildly in their sockets.
"Hokage-sama!"
"Kumogakure's main force has been completely annihilated!"
"The Land of Lightning is now utterly hollow from within!"
"Please give the order and let me lead the Uchiha